Have you ever been gripped in your place, sitting quietly knowing that your very life could be destroyed and yet knowing His grace is sufficient even then? I know this place. This place is quiet. This place is quiet reverence to the One, the one that holds my love and also my fear. This place is one of knowing I am His but not fully knowing His plans for me.
There isn't much speaking here. There isn't much banter. There is no rebuttle. There is no bargaining or asking left. Here, . . . here there is only reverence, and waiting.
The stillness in times like these seems to last forever. One heart gripped inside me as if holding onto the invisible or unattainable beats slowly as if even it waits.
The oddness that surrounds is almost unbearable, yet I know I can bear for He tells me I can. It's as if my spirit man knows what my human one does not.
Yet, in the midst of it all, I know that I love Him. I know He has not brought me all this way to turn His head or blind His eye to me.
Any cry I have is silent as the cavities of my heart and mind lay bare before Him. His presence more and more present.
Oh praise God! Oh people, He is! Prostrate I fall in His great mercy and grace, in the a love that cannot be adequately measured.
The Way Maker where there was no way! The Alpha and Omega, Beginning and End! To what lengths You have gone for just me, a lowly servant girl!
The choirs of angels singing, can you hear them as the heavenly music comes to an awesome creshendo?
All around me are human people coming and going. Equally, all around me are things spiritual things also moving, working, doing . . .
as I simply sit in quiet reverence, unable to move or speak.
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