I long for silence Lord, the times when it was just You and I. No distractions, no outside noise, but nature, I long for those days of yesterday. More than just the forty five minute drive in to work.
More than twenty minutes before the family calls for my help.
I feel as though I am silly putty, being pulled from every angle like a rubberband and having no one who understands.
Some might say that it is good to be needed, a blessing to be wanted. But as all is good, I need time to minister to me.
I search for the place where I can just be alone with You. Where no one will follow after me to see what I am doing.
Others seek my attention, but I seek your's Father. I need a refill of your presence, is this wrong to sound so selfish? Does one realize the pull on me?
I need to find a place where I can share with you all that I am feeling, and not have it distracted with someone calling and pleading for my attention.
Father I long for those days where I could just seek your face. Father take me to that place.
No one knows how much I grieve to be in that place again. My heart longs to worship you in the holy of holies, not the outer court, nor the inner court, but the holy of holies because that's where we must pass the brazen altar that's where the cleansing takes place. That's where I am free to worship in pure holiness.
That's where I am made free because there is where Your presence dwells.