What is Intimacy mean, anyway?
Oh dear readers.. I was so sick. Sorry for my absence but that bug was so bad I am sure you would have caught it from my post if I had the strength enough to drag myself to the computer.But I am back and I have no idea where to start…So bear with me as I get my wobbly nutrient deprived bloggy legs under me again…..
So let’s start with the second Prayer~Fast~Worship….
You know when you bought the perfect gift for someone? You may have overheard them say they wanted it…or saw it on their wish list? Either way you already knew they wanted it…so you wrap it up just for them. They open it and they are just overjoyed to get just what they wanted! They put it down and give you a big hug because it is exactly what they hoped for and it came from you! Now do you feel less happy because you know they asked for it….or are you just as happy to see them truly happy? You are happy right?! Of course you are…it doesn’t matter that they asked for it… you are just happy to give them what they wanted.
That is how God feels when we ask for things…He gives them to us… and here is always the clincher…We receive them. Because let’s face it He tries to give you your hearts’ desires all the time but you don’t know how to receive them or are too afraid to receive them or you don’t think it could possibly be for you. But on those times where you can receive and thank Him…those are great moments.
That is what He wants…
He wants those intimate moments where you come to Him….
you ask of Him…
and you receive from Him…
and then of course praise and worship Him for His faithfulness.
Let me tell you, without the receiving it is not intimacy with Him.
It’s that cycle…the circle of giving and asking and receiving and thanking…that is intimacy
and if you aren’t part of all of the parts… then it is not intimacy…it’s just dysfunction.
I have no doubt you can knock…and can ask… but the receive is where the intimacy really starts and it is where it really stops with us.
We are royalty… and we need to stop walking like the wretches we sing about…
and need to start walking and singing like the ones He thought so much of, He would die for.