the time of singing has come!

It's been probably a year since I last felt this way.

The warmth of the Spirit enveloping you.
The Spirit giving you utterance.
You can't even speak for your own, because the Spirit is speaking for you.
Tears wet your eyes and your cheeks.
You know that God is listening and that He is willing to enter into you once again to fill you to the uttermost.
Whatever wrongs you have done, He is willing to wash them again.

When the Spirit comes knocking at your heart's door, and you yield to Him and open the door to Him, He enters into your innermost chambers and is... with you.
His presence fills you.
He intercedes for you.
Prayer no longer becomes a chore; prayers become sweet.
Prayers become so easy.
It's a wonderful feeling to know that God abides with you and in you.

I prayed for him, for us.
I have my fears, deep fears.
But I know that God will give me strength.
And somehow I also know that this strength is given me, not only for me, but for him.
This is a ministry that God has given me and I know that as long as I first stay close to God, I can do it well.

To present everyone perfect before Christ.
For this reason, God has revisited me in my cries, and grant me strength.

I must be sensitive.
I must support him.
I must be his helper.
I must be strong.

Lord, he is really tired. Please give him the rest that is in You.

We need You to fill our empty and dry souls.

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