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| Fire on the Altar | March 4, 2012 |
Fifty hours of non-stop worship and intercession. Thousands of participants. It is the reality that prevailed in Austin this weekend. And I was there, even if but for a few brief hours.
I entered a filled sanctuary and found a spot in the back where I could easily sit, stand, kneel, sway, lay – whatever I felt so inclined to do – without disturbing anyone else.
Here is a brief excerpt from my journal from today:
As I sit on the floor against a back wall, what overwhelms me is the simple and beautiful truth that someone like me – like any one of us – can walk directly into a place like this where the Holy of Holies is manifest here and now.
No longer is this sweet place reserved only for certain individuals who have met certain criteria. The tangible, aromatic, holy presence of the Almighty is here for all of us. I cannot wrap my head around this, yet I know it to be true, as I am experiencing it even in this moment.
There was a time when someone like me could only get so close to His presence, then someone else would have to go in my behalf. Now, because Jesus has already paid my way in, here I am, sitting at His feet, gazing on His beautiful face. Here I sit – overwhelmed.
