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Day 4 - The Room

Psalm 91:1-2, 4-5, 9-12
He who dwells in the shelter of the
Most High will rest in he shadow of
the Almighty. I will say of the Lord,
"He is my refuge and my fortress, my
God, in whom I trust."

He will cover you with his feathers,
and under his wings you will find
refuge; his faithfulness will be your
shield and rampart. You will not fear
the terror of the night, nor the arrow
that flies by day,

If you make the Most High your dwelling
- even the Lord, who is my refuge,- then
no harm will befall you, no disaster will
come near your tent. For he will command
his angels concerning you to guard you in
all your ways; they will lift you up in
their hands, so that you will not
strike your foot against a stone.

What is in the room when you enter into the presence of God? I've been thinking about this one question all day long. I'm thinking about it now as I type this blog. Its so much I can place in the room. I asked my amazing boyfriend what was in the room. You know what he said? Of course you don't (LOL) so I'm going to tell you. He said whatever I need is in the room. This is 100% true (I love my man of God btw) but it didn't seem to satisfy me. I guess I was looking for an answer that only I could come up with. An answer that would help me figure out what to do once I arrive where I'm trying to go. Something that would allow me unlimited access to this room day and night.

This all takes me back to the key. I can spend all of my time banging on the door but if I have no key I wont be coming in. The second I shut this door I will have to start all the way over. And starting over isn't an option. I have come way too far to lock myself out.

As I enter into his presence there is always joy and tears. But most importantly there is rest. I imagine exactly what will be in my room. The first thing I see is a bed. It takes up majority of the space. It is where I rest. I exchange my weakness for his joy. Next to the bed is a lamp. As I rest the light shines showing me everything I need to see. It prepares me for whats ahead. The next thing is a big huge window. I want to watch as the seasons change and the days turn into night. I want to wake up to the sonshine and go to sleep to the moonlight. Last thing in my room is a mirror. You can never enter into his presence and walk out unchanged. The hand of the Lord is always at work and I desire to see what he can create.

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