Restore Your glory...

Yesterday at a women's mission breakfast, we heard a woman share of how every time we share the gospel in a nation that is closed to it, we are restoring God's glory where it has been covered in darkness. When we choose to speak the truth in love with our loved ones instead of exploding at them, we restore His glory. His glory, as we have learnt before, is His very essence, moral character. Today, even as our pastor was giving us wonderful insights on intercession [I'll give snippets on another post], I was pleading with God to restore His glory in my life...

A cloud has descended, cold, damp, heavy

with unease, fear, despair.

My soul cries, a longing for the sweetness,

the reassuring nod of the Father's touch.

Distant memories of holy moments are but that, distant.

There is no satisfaction.

A breakdown in routine, snow, ice, bone-chilling winds.

My soul hunched over, heavy-lidded, body-all-tensed.

Father! Father! Father!

Be not distant, I scarce can take it.

I need You

To smooth out my limbs, to make them supple again,

To thaw my heart, soul and mind with the warmth of Your presence.

Soul satisfaction.

Creator God, may that ominous cloud that overshadows in gloom

Be transformed into that cloud where You so often displayed Your glory.

Cloud me over with You!

Restore Your glory this day, this very moment,

In me, for You.

Thank You, Lord.

Always, Your daughter,

Seeking You, not stopping till I see You,

Sita