I woke up before my alarm this morning. The sky was just turning blue from pink. Those are the best morning. I’ve always liked sunrises better.
I sat there in my bed for a while. Thinking about God..thinking about my family..then thinking about my friends. I quietly uttered some prayers..then I opened my Bible. I’m still in Numbers. This morning I read about Korah. I tried to imagine what it would be like for all those people to die. It was hard. Then I flipped over to Acts. Remember Ananias and Sapphira(his wife)? They tried to swindle God..didn’t work. He caught them. I tried to imagine what that was like. Ananias comes in..drops dead..his wife come in later(not knowing what had happened)..drops dead. I can’t imagine. I’ve never seen anyone die. I know it must have been horrid though. I know it would have made me fear God a little more.
I sat there thinking.
“Do I fear God enough? where has my passion gone?”
I’ve lost a lot of my passion and zeal over the years. I am not proud about that at all.
‘i’m sorry God.’
I don’t want to be like Korah and his followers..I want to be like Moses who fell on his face. Have you ever noticed that? Moses spends a lot of time on his face. How much time do I spend on my face? Zippo.
I don’t want to be like Ananias and Sipphira. I don’t want to swindle God in any way. I don’t want to die like they did.
I want to be the humble lowly Spirit-filled servant of the most high God.
I want to spend more time on my knees praying ‘Abba Father’
I want to follow Yahweh with reckless abandon..holding nothing back..giving my all.
These thoughts running through my mind..I hopped out of bed, wrapping a blanket around my cold shoulders, and walked into the kitchen. I think my passion is coming back. I am ready to do whatever it takes to get it back…including spending copious amounts of time on my knees talking to my ‘Abba’ Father.
Then off to Bible study. I played worship. “Yearn”. We sang that. My heart melded with the words. I really did yearn. I still am..yearning to know God in the most beautiful intimate way. I am thirsty for more of God. I know He is going to hear my prayers. I know He will draw closer.
Are you yearning for Him?