‘He said to me, “Son of man, stand up on your feet and I will speak with you.” As He spoke to me, the Spirit entered me and set me on my feet, and I listened to the One who was speaking to me.’ (Ezekiel 2:1, 2 HCSB)
Living in His Holy Spirit, a thrall builds and fills the spaces of wonder at being both captured and set free at the same time. As Father God’s chosen child of love, you and I have been set into our very own world within worlds
to tell, and
to teach, and
that the presence of the Almighty opens in us sight to see what can’t be seen with eyes alone; we hear the underscore of fully alive mysterious mysteries of the Holy of Holies. In His grasp, luminosity grows and His Holy radiance buckles us into an acute chemistry to notice what would otherwise be lost.
On my knees, on your knees, ChosenOne, pray – “Spirit, Father, Creator, invade me completely.”
Make it a buckled-in, invaded day, SweetSoul.