This "silence thing" has some effect all the way through all levels of my life. As I set out on the 50km journey to the lake this morning, I didn't feel like switching on the radio. It was as if I was getting into the "listen"-mode. mmm Maybe more a mode of being aware of God's presence. And on the way He started to speak into my heart some things that I only fully understood while I was walking around the lake.
As I was driving, the day was just breaking. Now this is not tourism talk BUT you won't understand fully what I mean by a beautiful ... wonderful sunrise, unless you have seen one in Africa. (smile - maybe it IS a bit of tourism mumbo jumbo)
But with the few loose groups of clouds in the east, this morning was one of those spectacular sunrises. One of those where it seems the Lord painted with golden rays on each group of clouds separately, just focussing on one group at a time. Now if listening to the Lord means looking at HIM paint, then it is just awesome. And you know ... it is.
And when I started walking ... in silence ... I felt the following in my heart:
Life is going on. Everything is just happening and continuing as usual. Life is just going on.
As I walked I suddenly understood this parallel - Before the sun was even remotely visible, I saw the signs of it's coming. The beautiful golden clouds in the air were only announcing that the sun is on it's way. It was long before I saw the sun, that I saw the sunrays "painting" red and gold on the clouds. The dark sky turned pink, red and later blue - in expectation of the coming sun. The King may already be "painting the clouds" to announce His coming to Boksburg. He is being announced by colourful rays of hope and love seen around Boksburg ... But the King is coming - He will be in Boksburg in such a mighty way soon.
Then this song came to my mind:
The King is coming ...
Even though everything is going on as usual, there is coming a day where everything will stop, because the King will be here.
For the Son of Man will come in the glory of His Father with His angels (Matthew 16:27)
The market place is empty,
No more traffic in the streets.
All builders tools are silent,
No more time to harvest wheat.
Busy housewives cease their labors,
In the Courtroom no debate.
Work on earth is all suspended
As the King comes through the gate.
Oh the King is coming,
The King is coming,
And now his face I see.
Oh, the King is coming,
The King is coming
PRAISE GOD,
He's coming for me!
You know ... do the people of Boksburg know this? Do they share the excitement ...
Or do we need to tell them? If you are not called to tell them, you may feel the calling to pray for them this week - pray pray pray. Now it is easy to see what today's word was for me. If you listened with me, will you please send me the words you received.
Oh the King is coming,
The King is coming,
And now his face I see.
Oh, the King is coming,
The King is coming
PRAISE GOD,
He's coming for me!
Well, grab a tissue, close the door and turn on the sound; and share this great song with me as you listen to the melody and hum or sing the words: The King is coming
As I was driving, the day was just breaking. Now this is not tourism talk BUT you won't understand fully what I mean by a beautiful ... wonderful sunrise, unless you have seen one in Africa. (smile - maybe it IS a bit of tourism mumbo jumbo)
But with the few loose groups of clouds in the east, this morning was one of those spectacular sunrises. One of those where it seems the Lord painted with golden rays on each group of clouds separately, just focussing on one group at a time. Now if listening to the Lord means looking at HIM paint, then it is just awesome. And you know ... it is.
And when I started walking ... in silence ... I felt the following in my heart:
Life is going on. Everything is just happening and continuing as usual. Life is just going on.
As I walked I suddenly understood this parallel - Before the sun was even remotely visible, I saw the signs of it's coming. The beautiful golden clouds in the air were only announcing that the sun is on it's way. It was long before I saw the sun, that I saw the sunrays "painting" red and gold on the clouds. The dark sky turned pink, red and later blue - in expectation of the coming sun. The King may already be "painting the clouds" to announce His coming to Boksburg. He is being announced by colourful rays of hope and love seen around Boksburg ... But the King is coming - He will be in Boksburg in such a mighty way soon.
Then this song came to my mind:
The King is coming ...
Even though everything is going on as usual, there is coming a day where everything will stop, because the King will be here.
For the Son of Man will come in the glory of His Father with His angels (Matthew 16:27)
The market place is empty,
No more traffic in the streets.
All builders tools are silent,
No more time to harvest wheat.
Busy housewives cease their labors,
In the Courtroom no debate.
Work on earth is all suspended
As the King comes through the gate.
Oh the King is coming,
The King is coming,
And now his face I see.
Oh, the King is coming,
The King is coming
PRAISE GOD,
He's coming for me!
You know ... do the people of Boksburg know this? Do they share the excitement ...
Or do we need to tell them? If you are not called to tell them, you may feel the calling to pray for them this week - pray pray pray. Now it is easy to see what today's word was for me. If you listened with me, will you please send me the words you received.
Oh the King is coming,
The King is coming,
And now his face I see.
Oh, the King is coming,
The King is coming
PRAISE GOD,
He's coming for me!
Well, grab a tissue, close the door and turn on the sound; and share this great song with me as you listen to the melody and hum or sing the words: The King is coming
Comments
You have this lovely lake but the people and the land are so dry but God will put pools in the desert places - his living water into the hearts of the people. He will bring life where there is no life. For the knowledge of the glory of the Lord will cover the earth as the waters the sea. The lake is a glimpse of the covering. Is it coming..like your sunrise. The king is coming.