With You Still

What do we have to do or where do we have to be to meet with God? He is so very near to each of us right now. All it takes to behold Him is to turn our attention to His presence, to let go of the worldly distractions, and seek Him by turning our hearts and mind to Him. What a fellowship divine we can experience each day with the Lord. We can practice His presence in the must mundane or important of tasks, we can sense His promptings and feel His pleasure. Wherever we are He lives within us for the Holy Spirit dwells in us as we believe in Jesus Christ. The Holy Spirit is set as a seal upon our hearts to demonstrate we are His. I am my Beloved’s and my Beloved is mine.

     You do not need music or a perfect religious setting or pomp and circumstance to come before Me and receive, I can pour on you in a moment as you turn your heart and mind to Me. I can meet with you in a field or in a great hall. How beautiful are the feet of those who carry the gospel of peace. I anoint your feet with oil to tread on the heights with Me.

Isaiah 52:7

“How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace; that bringeth good tidings of good, that publisheth salvation; that saith unto Zion, Thy God reigneth!”

Romans 10:15

“And how shall they preach, except they be sent? as it is written, How beautiful are the feet of them that preach the gospel of peace, and bring glad tidings of good things!”

John 14:16-18

“And I will pray the Father, and he shall give you another Comforter, that he may abide with you for ever; even the Spirit of truth; whom the world cannot receive, because it seeth him not, neither knoweth him: but ye know him; for he dwelleth with you, and shall be in you. I will not leave you comfortless: I will come to you.”

Psalm 139:1-18

“You have searched me, Lord, and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue you, Lord, know it completely. You hem me in behind and before, and you lay your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain. Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. If I say, ‘Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,’ even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you. For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. How precious to me are your thoughts,God! How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand – when I awake, I am still with you.”