After a Prayer Vigil

Reflecting on the blessing of God's presence

I came across this while searching through my journals and I have to share it. Written in 2008, it still moves me.

Oh Lord, Your words are lamp to my dark soul. In my fallen state I glimpse a light above that intrigues me.

It beckons me to climb

As I step and stumble, reach and slip, fall and tumble, the light seems to move further away,

And yet as I climb towards it,

The intensity of the light burns my eyes, which is a mystery to me because the distance seems greater than when I began and yet the light intensifies and seems to burn from within

I realize that I am not accustom to dwelling in the light but I must push and press and struggle on,

As I adjust to the illumination, my will is being adjusted

As I conform to the luminescence my mind is being transformed

As I trans-mutate to the radiance my heart is being adorned

So therefore, when I squinch my eyelids to adjust the lens from which I view I must also subject myself to the heavenly evaluations.

And to be honest, I would rather dwell in your kingdom without my eyes than to live continually in the dark, fallen state I am currently in,

Because the slightest glimmer of You, “Oh Lord!”, is imprinted on my memory and it illuminates my soul!

Thank you for coming,

w/love in Jesus Name

Roshanda

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