"What do you want to tell me Lord?"
Suddenly I had an image in my mind of the the majesty of Heaven surrounded with beautiful colors and mist. All I could think about was how unbelievably gorgeous it was, like sitting in a sunset of warmth. I couldn't see myself but a few strands of hair blowing into my face and then He said: "This is beauty. I make beauty. I make you beautiful."
When we sit beside him, when we sit at his feet and listen to what he wants to tell us, our faces shine with his beauty. Our words are covered with his love. I know that I spend far too many days with a I just woke up and don't want to do this face and spit out quick words that are empty and useless.
I want to spread his glory but let my flesh get in the way so many times. I don't want people to remember who I am but who he is.
I'm thankful that he forgives me and welcomes me back with open arms. I'm thankful that with the holy spirit I get the chance to experience and share his beauty.
Isaiah 44:22
I have swept away your offenses like a cloud, your sins like the morning mist. Return to me, for I have redeemed you.
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