One of
my pastor’s daughters, a young woman in her early twenties, wrote the
following. It is self explanatory and I pray that this message will get deep in
your inner man.
Just climbed into bed
& I'm remembering the special time I had today with my family in the
Presence of God. And I can't stop smiling. What a privilege.
The thought occurred
to me that so many people don't know what God's presence
feels like. Some Christians have never heard Him speak nor have they been overwhelmed by Him. They have never been so moved by Him so they are trembling and gushing with emotion. Today & many days I have encountered the sweet tangible presence of God, yet I often take it for granted. The literal God who created the universe...He hung the stars and He moves the sea and still He wants to spend time with me. He WANTS me. He LOVES me. That's priceless.
feels like. Some Christians have never heard Him speak nor have they been overwhelmed by Him. They have never been so moved by Him so they are trembling and gushing with emotion. Today & many days I have encountered the sweet tangible presence of God, yet I often take it for granted. The literal God who created the universe...He hung the stars and He moves the sea and still He wants to spend time with me. He WANTS me. He LOVES me. That's priceless.
I pray tonight for so
many of my friends who may know who Jesus is, but have never really encountered
Him. God is very real. And He actually talks to us. And He will change you from
the inside out if you'll let Him.
I pray for God's Holy
Spirit to saturate you wherever you are. That you will experience the wonderful
and sweet intimacy that comes once your heart is open to receive it. I pray for
a deep desire to be ignited in you- a hunger to know who He is...drawing you
closer & closer to Him. I pray that you'll feel what I've felt. And you'll
know what I know- you'll hear God speak His promises over your life and you'll
understand who you are.
You are a child of
the God of all creation. He calls you His.
—Feeling
thankful, Alanna White, Nov. 2014
The
young lady who wrote it has a wonderful walk with The Lord, knowing Him
intimately, experiencing His closeness and unfathomable love. She experiences
the reality of the old Merle Haggard song, “In the Garden”:
I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
The son of God discloses.
Chorus
And he walks with me
and he talks with me
And he tells me I am
his own
And the joy we share
as we tarry there
None other has ever
known
He speaks and the sound of his voice is so sweet
The birds hush their singing
And the melody that he gave to me
Within my heart is ringing.
Chorus
I'd stay in the garden with him
Though the night around me is falling
But He bids me go through the voice of woe
His voice to me is calling...
Chorus

I posted a FB note
just a few days before her word expressing this concern. A “witness of” has
direct, personal knowledge of what they speak of. I define a “Witnesser” as
one just speaking what they heard, spitting out words they may have been taught
but no firsthand knowledge of what they speak.
ARE
YOU A WITNESSER OR A WITNESS OF?


It has often been
said, to know Him is to Love Him." As believers in the Risen Lord Jesus we
live a life of joyful obedience. We can experience His joy and peace even in
the toughest trials of life. His love is expressed so abundantly when we are
doing right AND when we need His corrections. Repentance quickly becomes a
lifestyle. Loving the Manifest Presence of God in a church service, in the
prayer closet or anywhere else is a passionate pursuit. May all who know of
what I speak share it with those who do not.