i could barely breathe
i could barely stand
i was barely not even on earth.
for an afternoon spent of praising God
has taken me to a new place.
a weekend of fasting and praying guided my steps
and i found myself broken
this is a place where i not only 'felt' God
but i entered into His presence... His breath
His holy, chain breaking, romantic, crying, heart-fluttering
my lungs no longer breathe the stench of death...
i am renewed and revived.
for just yesterday, i felt i would rather die than
live without being with Jesus.
my soul is thumping with hard core love for God.
talk about a dangerous love affair.