“when you abide somewhere, you live there. you grow familiar with the surroundings. you don’t pull in the driveway and ask, “where is the garage?” you don’t consider the blueprint to find the kitchen. to abide is to be at home.
to abide in Christ’s love is to make His love your home. not a roadside park or hotel room you occasionally visit, but you preferred dwelling. you rest in Him. eat in Him. when thunder claps, you step beneath His roof. His walls secure you from the winds, His fireplace warms you from the winters of life. as john urged, ‘we take up permanent residence in a life of love’ (1 john 4:16 the message).” (come thirsty, max lucado)
my heart was dry. i hungered for His word to speak to me and for His presence to fill me. i was on my knees, praying. but felt nothing.
sometimes God chooses to stay silent so that i may practice trust and hope. in all those quiet moments, He is there.
and when He chooses to speak, it’s so powerful and overwhelming. have you ever been like me? when you worship and feel the need to cry without any reasons at all? this morning, i experienced it…and i knew that His presence was with us. i didn’t need to understand the language to know that God was there.
nothing is better than being in the Lord’s presence, really. our vision is clearer. our step, surer. our hope, brighter. if we could live this holy moment in every breath that we take…how much more we could be transformed…and how much more impact we can make to those around us!