One on One

This morning I had the greatest worship. Increasingly my worships with Him become void of time and clock watching. Though, not by conscious choice. I actually lose myself in His words. It's less of a morning/evening ritual, rather a thirst or addiction that needs a fix. Ha. Jesus is my drug of choice. And He leads me as such. Because with addictions you end up doing things that you never thought you would do in a million years. There are a handful of things I never had the foresight to see in my life, but here they are, placed in my right hand and left hand. Each touched with gleams of heaven. *sigh my Creator is I Am.

Here is the passage I found so overpowering this morning.

Isaiah 40
1-2 Comfort, comfort my people, says your God. Speak tenderly to Jerusalem, and proclaim to her that her hard service has been completed, that her sin has been paid for, that she is received from the Lord's hand double for all her sins.
A voice says "Cry out." And I said, "What shall I cry?"
6-8 "All men are like grass, and alltheir glory is like the flowers of the field. The grass withers and the flowers fall, because the breath of the Lord blows on them. Surely the people are grass. The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God stands forever."
28-31 Do you not know? Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary, and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.
-NIV (Italics mean I really like it)

What hits so hard about these words is that they they are not talking about the future. Not about when we finally get to heaven. Or after I accomplish this and do that. No, these words are for us. For me. Today. If I surrender and submit my will to Him every day, I will soar on wings like eagles, I will run and not grow weary. What a gift. Read it again.