When you pray, go to your room, shut the door, and pray to God who is in that secret place (Matthew 6:6; TIB).
I trust my inner silence –
The source of every prayer.
No matter where I travel,
The Holy One is there.
I bless my inner darkness –
The infinite unknown.
No matter how I’m feeling,
My God is still my home.
I prize my inner stillness –
The ultimate frontier.
No matter what befalls me,
The Holy One is here.
I love my inner desert –
Beyond all space and time.
No matter where I wander,
My God will be my shrine.
If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,” even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you (Psalm 139:8-12; NIV).
*NO WORDS.*
I woke this morning after yet another restless night.
God seemed to had disappeared quietly out of the backdoor!
So many words to try and reassure me, from dear family, friends, books prayers, hymns poems, scripture,
All words!
Later I walked slowly into the garden and sat down…..and there was God…in the smallest blade of grass, a miracle.
In the tiniest stone, a sign of eternity.
In the soil where new plants would grow, hope.
In the warmth of the sun, iove.
Then there He spoke, in the sweetest ordinary blue flower..
Forget Me Not!
Dear Ruth, thank you so much for your lovely message. My heart leapt when I read that you have been able to experience some closeness to God today, after such a dreadfully long time of not being able to feel God’s presence at all. That really is the worst feeling, isn’t it? I know that you will never, ever forget God, and God will never, ever forget you. Thank you, wonderful Holy One. With love from Ruth XXXXX