Abba, I’m here…

There’s nothing more amazing than falling asleep in Your arms, at your feet, against Your chest. There are days, when I worship till there’s nothing left of me at Your feet. I come to meet You, and although You aren’t speaking, I’m here. I’m there to simply hear Your heartbeats. I’m here just to touch You, feel You…

We don’t dance everyday, and I don’t feel You up so close and intensely everyday. But I know You’re there. I know that You’re still as close as You were yesterday.

Some nights, I don’t hear You speak. I quietly come in the middle of the night, and although my eyes are heavy and I can barely keep them open, I come and I worship at Your feet with the little, yet all that I have inside of me, to offer You. Every fibre of my being crawls at Your feet, crawls up Your arms to lay against Your chest and kiss Your neck, crawls up You, and inside of You, to just sit on Your laps and be still, in silence.

There are days, when I worship till there’s nothing left of me at Your feet. I come to meet You, and although you aren’t speaking, I’m here. I’m here, just to hear Your heartbeats. I’m here just to touch You, feel You…

[ Silence.]

All of heavens is silenced, yet all You can seem to hear is, the sound of my voice singing out to You in the Worship Room before the Throne. All You hear, is the sound of my voice and my tears falling down in the Secret Place. You’re silent, everything is just quiet. But I don’t care, cause I came here to be with You and You know that. I’ll stay right here.  Even if I don’t feel anything, I’ll stay right here. Even if I can’t hear anything, I’ll stay right here. Even if I can’t see anything, I’ll stay right here. Crawled up at Your feet… Until I fall asleep as You rock me in Your arms with my head laid against your chest.

Papa I know you won’t leave me hanging, if You see the desperation in my eyes, and hear the hunger and thirst groaning in my voice, and tear drops. You can’t, and You won’t leave me hanging, when You look into my eyes, inside my heart, and see how in love with You I am. No you won’t. You won’t leave me hanging here. You’re a Good Father. That’s who You are and I am loved by you. That’s who I am.Your little child, Your baby girl who is never left hanging at the feet. When you see that I’ve given You everything that I have to be with You, You take me, You pick me up from Your feet, and pull me closer into Your arms.

Abba, I love You more than words could ever say…

 

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