Dancing with my heart, my words, my song, and my love, before my God…

But let all who take refuge in you be glad; let them ever sing for joy. Spread your protection over them, that those who
LOVE YOUR NAME may rejoice in you. Psalms 5:11

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Are You Still There?

Father, as I have remembered Your Love throughout my life, too numerous to count or write of, I realize today is what my heart has longed and waited for.  Today is the time that I can bring to the open my appreciation of Your Plans for me and marvel at how You Work.  Always Looking to Stretch Your Hand to my aid.  I don’t understand Your Consistency.  I don’t get it, Your Gladness over me.  I keep coming back with eyes of curiosity, ‘Are You still there?’  I make another move with one eye on You and one eye afar.  I wonder…? ‘Are You still there?’  I giggle as I see You Watching, finding such Pleasure that You don’t want to miss a thing I do.  Etching my words in the Stones for eternity to hear; how is it that You are Fascinated over me?  How does this make Your day more exciting?   What is it exactly that You are Looking for in me?   Oh how I wonder, how I find it beyond comprehension that I am Your Tabernacle and Your Dwelling lies within my movement on earth.  That the walk and work of my days carry such as the Glory of such Brightness I cannot look on with natural eyes.  How is it that such Sounds line them self up to make such Sweet Melody’s for my ears to hear and my voice to utter?  Do You Form them at night while I sleep?  Do You scatter them all around the earth so that as I come to it’s destiny, I find them?  Are they hanging in the particles of the air so when my body touches into its substance, I am Taken into Your Song.  For with amusement and curiosity I am Brought into Your Place moment by moment as if I were dancing in a soft rain as the Sun shines to show safety.  New Comes to my heart and I am Freshly Dressed in Your Sound as each day gives it’s all to me.   My outer garment is so warn and oldness is more and more visible.  How is it that I feel more Life instead of less as this process is happening?   Is it because of age which brings me closer to the Day I meet You Face to face?  I am so caught up in the High Notes of Your Soft Voice and Your Walk that puzzles my mind.  How did I get here?  How did You do this?  I look with curious eyes this morning as I deeply enjoy Your Consistent Love over me and scramble around with giggles of Joy when I continue to find You, when I stop and ask,  'Are You still there?'