Sometimes, perceived absence of His presence is also a sign of His deeper revelation because once you do realize that He was not absent after all, His grace crashes in like waves. — My brother (from my birthday card)
oh I love this
Good morning! Finally back with a new post on the blog! Winter break has been busy, but I’m making a conscious effort to blog more frequently!
Tonight, I am blown away by the realization that whenever I approach God in prayer, He never fails to meet me. Regardless of the state of my heart, He comes, and He touches. Just the level of intimacy achieved through that act… amazes me so much. Prayer is not just me rambling to someone who may or may not be listening. He is real and present, and so much closer than I believe sometimes. Through prayer, I am interacting with the One who created me, in a way that is familiar only to me. My heart feels so full, and I am left wondering why it took so long for me to realize this.
There is a longing in my heart to make prayer a lifestyle, rather than a last resort. How awesome would it be, if I could engage in this type of unique and intimate interaction with God every single day?
I can’t imagine just how much. But I imagine it to be pretty awesome at the least.