Have you ever spent months spending “a little” time in God’s word! I hate to admit it… but the answer to this question in my life the past 8 months… is a resounding “yes”. I pray often… and life is a continual conversation with God. Yet… after 8 months of completing my internship and searching for a job… I find myself “missing” the special oneness I know is possible with God. Busyness… busyness… busyness is a continual and never ending cycle. I common distraction method used by Satan himself. I am guilty as charged… The past several months I have had that sinking feeling… the most intimate places deep inside of my soul is desperately yearning for time alone with God.
Today… sitting in this coffee shop… with my Bible, devotional, computer, and tasty coffee. The sound of sweet hymns sounding through my ear buds is just the vessel I need to direct my heart and soul to the Father’s voice. {Amazing grace… how sweet the sound… that saved [and continues to save] a wretch like me.} As God’s word permeates throughout my entire being… I feel the tightness in my shoulders releasing. The heavy weight of the world easing around the muscles of my heart. It’s as if I can feel Christ himself deep inside my soul reclaiming me for His own… Mark 5:8 “Come out of my girl, you unclean spirits!”
My head lifts to the Heavens as I sing straight from my heat to the Father… Singing straight to… My Savior… My Hope… My Friend… My Father… My Everything. “Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty! Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee. Holy, holy, holy! Merciful and mighty, God in three persons, blessed Trinity!”
As I sit here… surrounded by the hustle and bustle of this coffee shop… My eyes are closed… my fingers tapping computer keys… yet… I am far off… Rejoicing in the unconditional love of the Father… Soaking up his word… Singing loudly in my heart… “Sweet of prayer… Sweet of prayer… That calls me from a world of care. And bids me at my Father’s throne. Make all my wants and wishes known. In seasons of destress and grief. My soul has often found relief. And oft escaped the tempter’s snare. By thy return … Sweet Hour of Prayer!”
Over the past several months… I have forgotten and put off spending intimate time with my first love. Revelation 2:4 “Yet I hold this against you: You have forsaken the love you had at first.”
Yet… in the alone time I share with my God… Today… in this coffee shop… God doesn’t shame me… or convict my spirit. He holds me… and welcomes me back into His arms of Love! The “LOVE” of my God… is endless… powerful… rejuvenating… and freedom to my weary soul. “Then sings my soul! Then sings my soul! My Savior God to Thee! How great thou art? How GREAT thou art?”
The Father Welcomes Me Back Into His Arms… You can call me the prodigal daughter. Luke 15: 22 “But the father said to his servants, ‘Quick! Bring the best robe and put it on him. Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. 23 Bring the fattened calf and kill it. Let’s have a feast and celebrate. 24 For this son of mine was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.’ So they began to celebrate.”
His love is so overwhelming… unconditional… and soul fulfilling… I need him every hour… Not just one the side prayers… or occasional Bible study. I need him intimately and completely. I need him like the air I breathe. Without God… I am nothing! Without God… I am completely miserable! “I need thee every hour!”
With God… I am complete!!!
Blessings, Crystal 
