Blissful warmth

After the best night’s sleep for as long as I can remember, I woke yesterday morning, blissfully warm in bed, with plenty of time to pray – in fact, time seemed to stand still whilst I was praying, to my amazement. Then today’s blog came to me:

I trust in You, O LORD; I say, “You are my God” (Psalm 31:14; NKJV). 

God: my blissful warmth;
My raging fire.

God: my gentle glow;
My blinding light.

God: my still, small voice;
My inner storm.

God: my brightest day –
And darkest night.

Moses approached the thick darkness where God was (Exodus 20:21; NLY).

References

God is a consuming fire (Deuteronomy 4:24; NIV).

God is light (1 John 1:5; NLT).

As he was approaching Damascus on this mission, a light from heaven suddenly shone down around him. He fell to the ground and heard a voice saying to him, “Saul! Saul! Why are you persecuting me?” “Who are you, lord?” Saul asked. And the voice replied, “I am Jesus, the one you are persecuting!” (Acts 9:3-5; NLT).

After the fire came a still small voice (1 Kings 19:12; BSB).

Our God approaches, and he is not silent. Fire devours everything in his way, and a great storm rages around him (Psalm 50:3; NLT).

For you who fear my name, the Sun of Righteousness will rise with healing in his wings (Malachi 4:2; NLT)

Jesus’ appearance was transformed so that his face shone like the sun, and his clothes became as white as light (Matthew 7:2; NLT).