His precious presence

Sunday morning

I looked out on the crowd at church from my corner where I sit and watched her stand; a woman who usually is isolated to her wheel chair, she is the first to stand up and sing this song.

“I will rise when He calls my name, no more sorrow, no more pain.”  (Tomlin, Giglio, Maher, Reeves)

Watching her worship brought tears to my eyes.  Her small frame, recently disabled by a disease she didn’t ask for, her hands held high toward Heaven, her face beaming, her eyes closed, she smiles as she reaches for His presence.

Monday afternoon

I hear news today from one of my very best friends in the world.  “I have cancer.”

She doesn’t have all the answers yet, she needs to go in for surgery, but this news distracted me all day and I am upset because I can’t fix it.

Yet, she shares these words from her devotions this morning.

“Lift up empty hands of faith to receive My precious presence”

Between the Superbowl parties, the birthdays, the travels and the lessons of life, I often forget to lift up my hands to receive His precious presence.  Why is it in our pain we are reminded to do this? 

And as the sun sets on another day of life, I look out on the sky tonight from my office… which also happens to be Isabel’s bedroom, and I am reminded that each day, each and every day is such a precious gift to be lived out in the fullest.

With our breath, our bodies, our minds and our spirit, and every ounce of living we have, we need to LIVE in the big open space of His precious presence.  Oh His mercies are new every morning and His grace is sufficient and wonderful and His presence brings us comfort, peace and strength.

I get so busy sometimes ya know…I spend time doing stupid things or I forget to find meaning in the tasks that truly are important, like looking in the eyes of my girls, or holding Stephen’s hand.

And when we reach for His precious presence…I believe that HE swoops us up like a child an embraces us. Don’t you just want to be held sometimes?

Psalm 57:10 For great is your love, reaching to the heavens, your faithfulness reaches to the skies.  (NIV version)

One Comment on “His precious presence

  1. I’ve thinking a long these lines too, a dear friend of ours has recently started treatment for Luekemia! The whole community has been holding up their hands! Thank You for your lovely post.

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