I am full today. Full of your Word and full of anticipation that You are here, dwelling deeply. I wait, on the brink of a rush that wells in my racing heart. Confession steps up, admitting to what You already know. Holy devotion stands stagnant, pooled and stilled. Countless are the wasted precious moments with You. Countless are the victories I have handed over in my own power. Countless are the infiltrations which have rooted in this mind. All rising from a stagnant life of devotion. Perhaps it is not as stagnant as I believed it to be. Perhaps the devotion has been diverted to other less worthy affections. Truth pierces. Light shins in darkness.

I sense Your Spirit moving with gentle momentum. My soul sighs in relief, recognizing it's Savior, ever in relentless pursuit. Never allowing me to go too far, but always laying the choice in my hands. Revelation and recognition rain down by Your grace. The stillness of the water is broken under the weight of heavy drops. Like the water, my soul is stirred. Anticipation wells and I recognize this thirst and hunger for You. I find myself deeply longing for You. Trembling heart, trembling mind, longing for Your presence. You come as Comfort, Revelation, Purpose and You reorder everything into it's proper place of submission, at Your Holy, Worthy feet. Why does this ransomed heart so greatly love to wander beyond Your boundaries? Your mercy overwhelms me. It brings me to a posture of complete reverence. I am consumed with thanks, recognizing even this small offering cannot come close to what You deserve. Somewhere, deeply within me, my entire being lifts up praise to You and somehow, I know You understand it and receive it. It is praise as I imagine it to be in eternity, free from the heart sick state I dabble in. Oh, Holy Father, in Your arms I find myself. I am reminded where it all begins and ends, in You.

Seek the LORD while HE may be found; call upon Him while He is near.

Isaiah 55:6