I remember life being lived not even knowing about God encounters. Me, the life-long Christian, had no idea what it was like to be in His presence. Prayer was short, shallow, demanding. It danced along the edges of eternity never really stepping into that Glorious Abyss. I didn’t know the Abyss existed…
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One of those perculiar people … I didn’t think I was ready to become one of them either, but He moved me. (have you heard that Susan Ashton song, You move me? A must hear.)
I need an encounter, too. I just need to be still long enough for it to happen. I haven’t been that still since my dad’s death in April. It’s been way too long. Thank you for this beautiful reminder.
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