PRAYER

    Our Father.  Holy is your name.
    Prayer is like fine crystal or the perfect diamond.  So beautiful in the light.
    Your kingdom come, Your will be done on earth as it is in heaven.
     We won't need the sun or moon in Your kingdom.  You will be all the light we need.  When we pray for His Kingdom to come on earth as in heaven, it shows great trust in our Father.  Even a knowledge of who He is.  Who else would I ask this of?  Can I think of any other leader I would ask this of?  Has any other leader left his kingdom and died for me?
     Somewhere inside of us is a knowledge of how our world and life is supposed to be.  It's engraved in our hearts.  We long for it.  It can only come to us fully with Jesus.  He is the revelation of who I am supposed to be.  He is the perfect revelation of the God-Father who is engraved on our hearts.  We are holy ground.  Born again of God our Father.  No longer a prophesy, but a fact.  Flesh wants to see it, feel it, get excited over it.  Faith needs none of those things although they may be a part of our life.  Faith is knowing there is a mystery in this quiet place where I barely breath to capture its presence.
     I've said it before, "O sweet mystery of life, at last I've found you.  At last I know the secret of it all.  Baby, born to this world.  His favorite name for Himself:  Son of man.  Sweet mystery of life.  His name is Jesus."  A common name for a king, Messiah, Yeshua.
     Hundreds of years, man looked for Him, and when He came, man didn't recognize Him.  He came too common, too unintrusive, simple, quiet.  Only the quiet, simple ones have even recognized Him.  They tried to kill Him even as an infant.  Quiet, simple.  A king, indeed!
     Only in our love, gentleness, quietness, simplicity, grace, love unearned, can we show the world who He is.  Living for Him, giving our lives so He may live.  So we may show a hurt and dying world our Father, which art in heaven.  We are that holy ground.
     He lives in us.  Holy ground.  He has chosen to live in us and through us.  Holy ground.  When I touch You, I touch Holy ground.  He is alive!  Isaiah 30:18.
     Love - He lives, He lives, salvation to impart.  You ask me how I know...He lives.  He lives within my heart.  He's in the world today.  Holy ground

In His Love,  a work in progress