As a match ignites a spilled flammable and the resultant fire races to its source, so God comes to our hearts as we pour out our praise to Him, ignited by His Spirit. And, like the canister of the source that cannot contain the force of the fire upon the impact at its discovery, our hearts, too, explode from the power of His sudden presence. And only His Grace keeps us from being consumed by His Power within us, as He tabernacles with us—our words now aflame all around us, His fire leaping from syllable to syllable. We are silenced in an instant, caught up in His radiant awe! An encounter with the Divine! Never to be the same again. Soul afire, unconsumed in His Presence!
- THIS IS PRAYER!
- Don't You See? God Coming To Man On His Terms When Man Has Met His Conditions—A Broken And Spilled Heart! It is God who always comes to man when man simply turns his heart toward Him. So, cry out from wherever you are; He will hear and come as fire to its source.
- AND SO PRAY:
- "Fall on me, Heavenly Fire!"