The Soundhouse
In the Worship Time
27/11/08 22:30
I closed my eyes to look for you, to see if I could glimpse you, or even reach out my hand to touch the hem of your robes. Immediately I feel your love the warmth surrounds me. As I wait I see a light, just a peek, though dimmed behind a curtain. Yet closer I venture and around the edge of vision sparkles a million diamonds glistening. I long to get a better look and see a little clearer. Then straight away my mouth gives way to ceaseless singing of your name, Almighty, Glorious, Wonderful Saviour the Lover of my soul, I dance with you to the melody of love that swirls in the halls of heaven. I tell you how I think of you and long to know you more.
You are gentle with me when I confess my failings and tell me that you care. I know the mercy and forgiveness that is always waiting there. I stand on my own amid so many, just wrapped in the beauty of your love. The smallest glimpse of heaven thrills me in its true perfection and speaks a promise for eternity.
My heart, it aches to see your face, yet mortality holds me here. I want to stay with you for longer – but my life it pulls me back.
All too soon the music fades away and the diamonds loose their lustre, and the light, though dimmed is still to be seen as I open my eyes again. There is still a feeling of sheer delight, that I have spent some time with you, yet it’s tinged with a sad aching regret that the time has run away. I know, although I can’t see you in the flesh, that you are always there, and I see your mirrored image in the faces of my friends.
As I learn to worship you in every day existence, I hold you close within my heart, and sing your praises every day. I want the world to own your name and every knee to bow. But oh, my Precious Lord, I can’t wait to meet with you once again, I long for each moment I spend with you in the worship time.
Lesley Newman
OTHER MEDITATIONS
You are gentle with me when I confess my failings and tell me that you care. I know the mercy and forgiveness that is always waiting there. I stand on my own amid so many, just wrapped in the beauty of your love. The smallest glimpse of heaven thrills me in its true perfection and speaks a promise for eternity.
My heart, it aches to see your face, yet mortality holds me here. I want to stay with you for longer – but my life it pulls me back.
All too soon the music fades away and the diamonds loose their lustre, and the light, though dimmed is still to be seen as I open my eyes again. There is still a feeling of sheer delight, that I have spent some time with you, yet it’s tinged with a sad aching regret that the time has run away. I know, although I can’t see you in the flesh, that you are always there, and I see your mirrored image in the faces of my friends.
As I learn to worship you in every day existence, I hold you close within my heart, and sing your praises every day. I want the world to own your name and every knee to bow. But oh, my Precious Lord, I can’t wait to meet with you once again, I long for each moment I spend with you in the worship time.
Lesley Newman
OTHER MEDITATIONS