It’s no secret that I love to cook. It brings me joy to feed my family well. How much better the food seems to taste when it is prepared in such a beautiful and well equipped kitchen.
And yet yesterday I experienced a different kind of feeding in my kitchen. One that brought more joy and satisfaction than I have yet to experience. It was a feeding from the Lord.
It was here, in this place that my friend and I spent the morning in the presence of our Lord. God met us here. He spoke to us. We found ourselves confessing generational sins and lies that we believe. Calling them by name. Rejecting each one. Confessing. Repenting. We made new vows. Vows from TRUTH, this time from the LORD. A new covenant. All made from beautiful images from the Lord.
When you experience something like this, God’s presence, in the way we have, you don’t want to leave. You don’t want to experience anything less.
Thank you Lord. You are so great and so mighty and yet you choose to show yourself to these children.
This is my place. The Lord has given it to me. I am so blessed.