Walking the Passage: In my Father's house.......

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

In my Father's house.......

My hand fell upon the banister... I was immediately aware of where it was that I was... and a faint smile crossed my face.... it was quiet and I was alone... I leaned over the railing and looked down to see the great hall.... and the beautiful huge wooden door that led out onto the front lawn....

Immediately... immediately my awareness of this place filled me and saturated all that I am... My Father's house... My Home....

I walked alongside .. fingers lingering and touching the wooden rail.... dazed off with remembrances of how this place.. how this home so affects me....

The quiet of the place was slightly strange as I couldn't remember it ever being so still before... the air hung with beauty and a vibrancy and yet a stillness and peace so tangible...

In my Father's house is many rooms.... smiling as I thought of the words of Jesus spoken so long ago.. looking here and there and yet standing in the great hallway.... All standing still...

In my Father's house.... My... I belong and I can linger and walk the place as one who is entitled to do so.... Father .. He .. Him... beautiful... perfect love.. perfect love and power and authority.... house.. Home... need I say any more... Home...

I slipped my shoes off and walked the cool floors and allowed the beauty of the moment to permeate all that is me.... In my Father's house....

In my Father's house..... I find rest for my soul....

There are moments I am filled with the discovery of aspects of the Kingdom... and there are moments I am put into awe at the wonderment of the Lord... there are moments when I am enraptured by His brilliance.. and kindness and generosity .... And then there are moments where kindness really does do its wooing towards Him...

In my Father's house... I am home.... rest... In my Father's house I stand.. sit... pause.. wonder... breathe... In that place I remember... In my Father's house being ever aware of Him and His love and His presence I am no more and no less than His girl... His own...

In my Father's house... He is there... and I partake of His majesty and His glory.. and experience the wonderful delight of His love....

In my Father's house there is joy.... In my Father's house there is beauty... In His house.. I just love those words ... In my Father's house ... to delight at being at home where He is ... where Father abides that is where you will find me... In my Father's house

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One of my Favorite Narnian Quotes...

“One word, Ma’am,” he said, coming back from the fire; limping because of the pain. “One word. All you’ve been saying is quite right, I shouldn’t wonder. I’m a chap who always liked to know the worst and then put the best face I can on it. So I won’t deny any of what you said, even so. Suppose we have only dreamed, or made up, all those things – trees and grass and sun and moon and stars and Aslan himself. Suppose we have. Then all I can say is that, in that case, the made-up things seem a good deal more important than the real ones. Suppose this black pit of a kingdom of yours is the only world. Well, it strikes me as a pretty poor one. And that’s a funny thing, when you come to think of it. We’re just babies making up a game, if you’re right. But four babies playing a game can make a play-world that makes you real world hollow. That’s why I’m going to stand by the play-world. I’m on Aslan’s side even if there isn’t any Narnia. So, thanking you kindly for our supper, if these two gentlemen and the young lady are ready, we’re leaving your court at once and setting out in the dark to spend our lives looking for the Overland.

A Brilliant Quote from Marianne Williamson

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate,

but that we are powerful beyond measure.

It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.

We ask ourselves, "Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?"

Actually, who are you not to be?

You are a child of God.

Your playing small does not serve the world.

There is nothing enlightening about shrinking

so that others won't feel unsure around you.

We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.

It is not just in some of us; it is in every one.

As we let our light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.