Awe still overwhelmed me every time I escaped from my busy life and slipped quietly into the new room. Months had passed… and I was still allowed in.
Nothing had changed. No picture frames graced the walls, no furniture filled the wide empty spaces. For I had no fellow worker as yet.
But my vision became clearer with each visit. I had a new perspective on life as it was and as it could be in the future.
I treasured every revelation, tucking each one safely away in my heart. For, deep down, I knew that this season would not last forever.
But what happened today came as a shock.
I could not enter the room.
The door was ajar. Light emanated from within, beckoning me to draw near… but each step forward was resisted by some invisible force.
I clung onto the handle and stuck my foot in the gap.
“Even if I cannot get inside now, at the very least I won’t let the door close,” I thought.
But what was happening to me? Why couldn’t I get in? How long would this last?
Snatches of scripture came back to me. The cloud filling the tabernacle, the people unable to enter due to the overpowering presence of the Lord.
I relaxed my grip on the handle and slowly, but reluctantly, stepped back.
Raising my hands, I thanked Him for the lessons, for His grace…
… and for filling the room with His presence before I (or anyone else) had started filling it with other things.
In everything, He has the pre-eminence.
Everything.
“He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn of all creation. For by him all things were created, in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or authorities—all things were created through him and for him. And he is before all things, and in him all things hold together. And he is the head of the body, the church. He is the beginning, the firstborn from the dead, that in everything he might be preeminent.” Colossians 1:15-18
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