Soul Snack 8/122 ... Alien Devotion!
Unenergetically shaking slumber off, he arose and then bravely knelt. In silence he lifted his heart heaven ward and in humility he bowed his head earthward.His kneels, almost comfortably curled at 45 degrees.
These wee small hours were no stranger to him. At times they spelt desperation, this morning they spelt delight.
With his heart rising to The Throne of Grace, praise welled inside of him. (It is an undue kindness of the Holy Spirit to awaken with praise immediately on the mind and mouth.) This was of a praise of richness and God centredness that would nourish his own spirit too. On these bent knees, at this lonely hour again his spirit would engage God's. Now, yet again he would sample eternity.
The hope of heaven, becomes the help of heaven. His heart, held in God's hands.
Unreachable hands of grace, have reached down to this heart of praise.
Hands of unknown strength now caress a heart of selfless devotion.
Hands of unfathomable love receive a heart of untold joy.
The superior joy of Divine friendship, he deliberately pursues.
In silence, solitude and stillness, Heaven will always touch him. His devotion now out of this world!