a memory

isaiah 18:4

For here’s what God told me: “I’m not going to say anything, but simply look on from where I live, Quiet as warmth that comes from the sun, silent as dew during harvest.”

this reminds me of a worship gathering i was at a few weeks ago.  maybe it was a couple months.  anyway, i was on my face and there was this sense of impending doom.  there had been at last four or five really intense worship experiences prior to that one, and i couldn’t have put these words to it at the time, but these definitely describe my feeling at that moment.  it was as if HE was asking me if the emotions were gone, if it wasn’t intense, if everything felt a little forced, if i couldn’t feel HIM, would i still worship him? if HE was quiet as warmth, would i still follow HIM?  if HE was silent as dew, would i still give my life to bring glory to a GOD that isn’t saying anything, just looking on?  the answer is yes.  i would still have no other reason to live.