Silence before God

I sit here thinking, praying, asking, wondering, listening. Solitude.

It is a beautiful, ancient, forgotten art. To set one's self in the nothing to gain something. Redemption may reach us. Confession may lead us. Purification may be complete within us. Have we once waited on God? Have we once set ourself voluntarily before God in stillness?

"One thing I ask of the Lord, this is what I seek: that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to gaze upon the beauty of the Lord and to seek Him in His temple." -Psalm 27:4

Life in God is meant to be before His face, not following behind Him. Services is good, but not the full desire of our God, our Bridegroom. Beloved, we must return to our love in fashion of un-failing intimacy. An unadulterated closeness to our Lover. What does it mean to be lovesick?

"O daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you- if you find my Lover, what will you tell Him? Tell Him I am faint with love." -Song of Songs 5:8

The only way for one to be faint with love is to have tasted love in such a way that the separation alone has caused a shift in ourselves to break ties with anything of this world. A lovesick Bride desires to sit intimately with the Bridegroom- the Beloved with the Lover. Have we truly tasted a love? Beloved, we must return to silence, to a posture of openness before our God. God loves the simplicity of silence. Be not afraid, be not dismayed by it. It is the place that the Bride and the Bridegroom meet. It is the rawness of our love that excites God.

I end this post with a call to repentance and confession. I pray that God we come and bring a spirit of conviction to us. We have wasted our life. Our life as a lover of You. We have not tarried with you. We have not sat in front of your face and sought after your beauty, our Bridegroom. Lord, I want to confess that I have not sat in silence with you long enough to know you and be known by you to the fullness of which you have called. Once again, Beloved. Return to the face of God, faint with love.