Realize that through temporal lips of clay pass eternal words of
life when speaking His word back to Him in prayer. You are but
a vessel through which the eternal living waters pass, to be
changed yourself by their touch, but also to allow them to flow
to others, catching them up as well in their heavenward channel.
There comes a point in time when you no longer simply offer up
the words of your mind from your mouth, but He at once joins them
and reaches down and extracts them from you, passing them through
the depths of your heart as He lifts them to Him, each now clothed
in His Power to accomplish their purpose. With the struggle of
flesh and spirit at last over, you listen as they soar past your
ear on heavenly wings on their upward journey—and your soul is
silenced, at rest again in its heavenly ascent, His Holy Spirit
now in control, now speaking for you. And sometimes you are amazed
at the words you hear yourself uttering, coming from deep within.
You delight in the operation of His intercession!
As His holy visitation enters your words, you will sense the rush
of them now borne upon His heavenly wings, transporting your soul
into His presence. A sense of the Divine will overshadow. His
glory is all around. Your eye will all but see what your soul
senses. You will want to look up, and on occasion, when you dare
do, when all of earth has grown dim, you will catch a glimpse of
a vision clearly shown—His will to you, now made known!
How meaningful are and deep do your words part the heavenlies and
penetrate the very heart of God? Words born premature from the
mind without ever passing through the heart for meaning where they
are met by the Spirit for power, born without wings, unable to
light from your lips, only to fall discarded at your feet. Or
worse still, defenseless, to be snatched up in flight by the
Spoiler, like a multitude of creatures born so small in the sea
with only a few to survive. A prayer born of the heart and not
the head is one capable of reaching and touching the compassion
of Christ. A heart then filled with His love and for fellowman is
a heart in union with the Saviour. And compassion thus born for
fellowman produces such passion for your Lord that no earthly
ecstasy can compare, only illustrate. The mention of His name,
Jesus, causes your heart to flutter, and a heavenly desirable
burn begins to build within you. You must cry out. You must reach
out! For He alone can satisfy your soul's longing and fulfill
your deepest need. What enchantment as you enter into His
Presence, encircled within His arms! Held by His strong hand,
caressed by His loving other, He is your Husband, you His Bride
(Church)! The ecstasy of an hour with Him. The bliss of earth's
marital bedroom, only a precursor to the state of the soul in His
presence for all eternity—Heavenly! (Immerse yourself in The
Song of Solomon for further insight here, being careful of carnal
thoughts.)
The spirit senses the familiar when God's presence enters the
earthly. It is like an old friend returned from a long trip --
to be entreated with anticipation, honor, respect, and awe.
To learn of what has transpired since last you met. To know
clearly where He has been since last you've seen Him and where
next he goes, if you are to follow.
Connected to the eternal while in service to the temporal is
nothing less than divine! All thought of self should be lost
while in prayer and service to Him for others, decreasing all the
while as He increases in you each passing day.
Climbing the heavenly rungs of prayer not only draws the soul to
the Light from above, but if only for a moment in time, it abates
the spirit's longing to return to its Creator, until it someday
may remain there to return here no more.