The pastors’ s sermon this morning and all of the songs we sang brought up mixed emotions. Of goodness and feeling so blessed as we partook of His body and blood.
“We are clothed with His righteousness… When we approach His throne of grace, God sees Jesus’ righteousness on us, not our filthiness.” Those truth penetrated my heart. I opened my eyes only to find out I was the only one sitting and the rest of the family, standing and loudly singing.
“How come you didn’t tap my arm?” I asked my husband on my left side.
“That’s okay. I saw you in deep prayers and you were crying.”
“I know. Because I felt His awesome love. So deep. And I felt sadness at the same time. For those who don’t know His love,” I whispered as everyone’s voice drowned my words with their thanks and praises.
Oh, how so many people miss His desire to be with them. His wanting to live among the people. To be in their hearts. Those faces I met few days ago who were determined to end my job because they had the power and they thought they had the right decisions….but they haven’t met the One Who is the Most Powerful and the One Who has created us all.
Instead, some go to sanctuaries, rushing into worship and treating Him with disregard.
“Don’t think highly of yourselves but of others,” reminded our pastor.
I pulled a small tissue from my purse and wiped the drying out tears. But in my heart and my mind, as we prepared to leave the fellowship, I would be forever reminded of Who brought us out of Egypt, of Who gave us the sanctuary here on earth and in heaven…
“I will live among the people of Israel and be their God, and they will know that I am the Lord their God, I am the one who brought them out of Egypt so that I could live among them. I am the Lord their God.”