desire

Nothing I desire compares with You, Jesus.

I long for Your love.

This week especially I have had such an ache in my heart for Jesus' presence. I just can't get enough of Jesus. Annie and I went to auntie Sharon's house for prayer on Wednesday. I didn't feel as strong as the first I was there; but it was a different kind of intensity. I really relaxed before God, I was simply filled by the Holy Spirit on the inside. I was charged up inside but without much outward phenomena. As I was receiving prayer, I saw a bright light coming from every angles as my eyes were closed. I wanted to enter into God's presence so bad; I started to use my own desire/force/way or whatever you wanna call it, but it didn't work; the light then disappeared. I asked Jesus to take me to His presence, then the light came back again.

I am still learning to enter into His glory. I often can feel His presence when He shows up. But now I am not contented with only Your presence; I want to see You glory, Jesus! If I die, I die. I need to see Your glory, Abba Father.

God, I desire. I hunger. Take me to Your dwelling place.