The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, he restores my soul. He guides me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff they comfort me. You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

small

Here recently, I have been looking at the earth.
feeling so small.
And trying to imagine how BIG
God really is...
I can't. My mind won't wrap around it.
God says that the earth is his footstool.

And He, the King, knows me. He not only knows me intimately, but He delights in me. He wants me to come into His chambers.

Beloved, the God that created the heavens and earth, He calls us to come into his chambers so He can delight in us.
What a beautiful picture.

Oh if we could just grasp how much we are truly loved, we would come out of hiding, and run to our Husband, our maker.

To take this a step further:
He actually lives within us.
Royalty lives in our bodies.
"...you abide with Him in the chambers of your spirit." - Jeanne Guyon

You do not have to pray to a distant God, but the Holy Spirit lives within the chambers of our spirits and we have the privilege of abiding and dining with our King daily,

and not feeling quite so small after all.


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