You’re A Treasure Chest
It's a phenomenon. A mystery. The paragon of luminosity. The fusion of immortality. The golden rays of divinity harbored within you like an honored vessel… it is Jesus in you.
It's a phenomenon. A mystery. The paragon of luminosity. The fusion of immortality. The golden rays of divinity harbored within you like an honored vessel… it is Jesus in you.
His feet move powerfully marking footprints in the sand where the shore glides up to the imprint. Its water dances softly into the sea leaving the marking. The holy marking. The sacred marking. Jesus’ feet.
Jesus is moving closer… and closer… The city is bustling faster… and faster… He isn’t stopping His stallion nor halting the pattern of His footprints imprinting in the sand. The movement of the Spirit hailing the dawning of the Lord’s day is swiftly propelling forward. When Jesus comes into town, He gets to work.
Who calls you? Who has access to you talk to you that closely?Jesus’ close proximity to you gives you access to His voice.
What marks you? As a person created to be moved and wooed, surrounded by stimuli ever present in the environments we exist in, you will be marked by something. Influenced by something. Imprinted with something.
The Son of God is here... Mary's contractions have now progressed into labor
There's an orchestra birthing in the Heavens... the soundtrack of a conception descending on the hearts of man. From the Holy Place.
The Lord of glory... radiantly holy... He’s a God who comes close to His beloveds. He wants us to encounter Him.
Autumn rises with the day in the fields where sheep reside... sun glimmers... David tends the flock.