Well, Emme is now sleeping after a very filling bottle that should take her through the night (YAY). Me? I'm wide awake and deep in thought. I just checked out the back door and it's snowing so beautifully. The city lights are bouncing off the low-lying clouds which makes it bright enough to drive without turning your headlights on. Now I want to take a midnight spin in God's country. If only I had somewhere to go.
We've been crying out for the fire to fall, and have had great expectations and desires for God's presence to storm our lives and the lives of the unsaved around us for the past 2 years. We've been standing on, "I want to know Christ and the power of his resurrection and the fellowship of sharing in his sufferings, becoming like him in his death, and so somehow, to attain to the resurrection from the dead." - Phil 3:10-11. It led us to write a song...
I will press... into You
I will know you intimately
For the power of your resurrection rests in me
The pursuit of your fellowship is what I seek. So I will...
Press into you
I will know you intimately
Your suffering moves my life continually
I'm poured out but pressing into victory
So I will press.
Sometime I'll get it recorded to share with you. But anyway...
It's wondrous and fun to see how God answers prayer. A passionate fire started burning in me several months back. Recently, I thought it had waned. I didn't. It just took on a different look. Instead of outward burning, God turned up the heat on the inside of me and now I'm seeing the dross come to the surface. Did He not say he would sit as a refiner of silver? My, my, my... Yes indeedy He did. Don't you just love seeing what's hidden deep inside revealed? I'm not. I don't like it at all. Well, wait a minute... I do. I like the fact that God heard my heart and answered. I like that He's not out to thump me but consistently and patiently urges me toward holiness, for He tells me "Be holy, for I am holy." And without it, I won't see Him.
I'm so ready to go to a deeper level in my spiritual walk. And I know that I have the ability to for He says I can. It starts with pressing. It moves me to pour out all that is unacceptable and give to Him what is. In truth I'm able to say, "I'm willing to suffer for your Namesake." It declares the power of Christ's resurrection as my stronghold. It lets me taste victory. But without first being intimate with the lover of my soul, what is there but vain imaginations and empty words?
"Ah, Lord God. Keep your righteous, holy flame on my heart. Show me, Lord, those areas I've not released under the cross. Reveal to me those things that I've kept well hidden and protected. Change me."