He waits.
Waiting for souls who want to share their lives with Him.
Waiting for souls who want to become one with Him.
Waiting for souls who know Joy through Him, with Him, and in Him.
He waits, for them.
I kneel, looking at the tabernacle, knowing He is there, waiting.
Waiting and hoping that many will come to Him.
Waiting and hoping that many will share with Him.
Waiting and hoping that many will long for Him.
He waits, for all.
When the tabernacle is closed, what is it like in there? Is it a portal tied to heaven, or is it part of heaven itself because He is there? Is there a great shining light radiating through the infinity of time, space, and love while He is there? Do the angels come and keep Him company, singing great hymns to His glory while He is there? Is the tabernacle small inside only when the door is open?
Jesus loves us.
Jesus heals us.
Jesus strengthens us.
He waits, for us.
Why is the whole world not rushing to be with You? Why are there so few who have come today to love You and to be loved by You? Why are You not the most important thing in everyone’s life?
He waits, for you.
Peace be with you.
Steve.
Peace Be With You 