my thoughts turn toward the meeting place – that quiet, peaceful, restful space

where my feelings need not fear, to fall upon a callous ear

there in the silence where thoughts are heard, shared easily without a word –

for the meeting place has no need of words, just Someone who hears what my words can’t say, giving me strength for another day –

how I long to go to the meeting place, where my cares will be erased

or made less hurtful for awhile, in the presence of my Father’s smile.

my heart yearns for the meeting place, that soothing, silent, sacred space

where my Father’s voice is heard, whispered wisdom with every word –

in the meeting place there are no walls, to block the Holy Spirit’s calls,

for the meeting place is all around, everywhere that God is found.

“Where can I go from Your Spirit? Where can I flee from Your presence? If I go up to the heavens, You are there; if I make my bed in the depths, You are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there Your hand will guide me, Your right hand will hold me fast.” (Psalm 139:7-10)

“Before a word is on my tongue You know it completely, O Lord.” (Psalm 139:4)

“Call to Me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know.” (Jeremiah 33:3)

“I love the Lord, for He heard my voice; He heard my cry for mercy. Because He turned His ear to me, I will call on Him as long as I live.” (Psalm 116:1-2)

my thoughts turn toward the place of prayer, that sacred space, to meet God there,

I find He’s been there all along, in the meeting place – where I belong

the meeting place is everywhere, because wherever I am – God is there.

“God has said, ‘Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you.’ ” (Hebrews 13:5)

sincerely, Grace Day