The Revival I need II

The Revival I need II
This last weekend was special. I was indoors partly due to ill-health. I spent time in contemplative prayers. This was something I did during the week in short stops but I had the freedom of time to do this one thing.
The joy of praying for God’s sake and not for my sake or for the sake of some spiritual accomplishment. The journey that takes prayer into silence and a listening for the voice that tells me about God for God’s sake.
The un-measured fulfilment from enjoying the rest that comes from resting in perfect love. The wide expanse of space that tells me I’m in my Father’s Arms, safe and loved.
The calming re-assurance that reminds of who I am a reflection of.
I have not raised the dead in this new week but I know I’m becoming more of whom I’m contemplating about.

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The Revival I need

The Revival I need
When I was younger, one of the regular cries we used to raise in Church was a prayer for revival. I am older now and it seems that revival is a far away cry from a long forgotten age.
I would not describe the sort of prayers I hear very often but it seems that we are all in an un-ending (possibly un-win-able) conflict against esoteric forces that have conspired to keep God from shining His blessings on us.
I’m on a personal revival path. I desire it not because I want to be used but because I want eternal life. Eternal life is measured by depth of intimacy in knowing God and His Ways.
I want to be revived in my pursuit of God. When pursuit and passion meet at the Cross, intimacy is reborn.
I want be held in the firm grip of a loving and jealous God. I want to know the pain of a wounded heart, wounded not once but enough to learn the character of an unfathomable God.
The Revival I need…I’m praying for it and desperately chasing after Him

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