7 these I will bring to my holy mountain
and give them joy in my house of prayer.
Their burnt offerings and sacrifices
will be accepted on my altar;
for my house will be called
a house of prayer for all nations.”
PSALM 43:4-5
4 Then I will go to the altar of God,
To God [c]my exceeding joy;
And upon the lyre I shall praise You, O God, my God.
O send out Your light and Your truth, let them lead me;
Let them bring me to Your holy hill
And to Your dwelling places.
Amy and I are at Cove in Asheville NC. We are on a prayer retreat! For the last month we have been meditating on John 15. During our free time today we hiked down to the prayer altar in the woods.....the light was just beginning to lower itself through the tallest trees I have ever seen.
We bend...........and open ourselves up to the king...............we laugh and we cry......praying to be the broken.
And in the warming sunlight flowing down into the trees we find passage..................and our hearts yearn for more of him.
We hang on to the words that cry out WORTHY is the Lord..................we soak in verses from Isaiah..........and Psalms as the light flickers through the trees.
We stay bowed as the earth moves in it's own "spiritual rhythm." The trees seem to dance in the sunlight as if they were praising the King themselves.
We stand at the veil where it is torn............WAITING on our Lord.
Screaming............"My house will be a house of prayer."
We are to pray EVERYWHERE without ceasing................May your weekend be one of finding your prayer altar.......bringing thanksgiving in everything you do.
all of grace,
Robbie
