ENCOUNTER by allie meade

Psalm 27:4 “One thing I ask of the Lord, this is what I seek: that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to gaze upon the beauty of the Lord and to seek him in his temple."

One of my favorite things about reading the Psalms is the rich language and vivid descriptions of God’s power, faithfulness, strength and character. David wrote in such a way that richly portrayed God’s greatness and the way he felt in the company of the King.

David wrote countless poems and songs unto the Lord reflecting life changing encounters that He had in God’s presence. If I had to describe the way I feel in God’s presence through the composition of a Psalm, it might look something like this:

Encounter

His power overwhelms me.

It overwhelms.

The essence of His presence is emanating,

I can almost taste it on my tongue.

His eyes see through me, but I don’t mind;

I think I want them to.

I feel a warmth as I bow my head down at His feet,

I think it’s coming from His heart.

But His heart is also singing,

echoing something greater that I

don’t understand.

I love the sound of His voice.

It comforts me. I am at ease

as the richness

washes over me.

He doesn’t leave me on the ground.

He pulls my head up so I can see His

eyes and they are deep pools

that don’t end.

The air around me is sweet and spiced

from the aroma of who He is.

When my fingers brushed His hands

the color returned to my cold skin,

my aching bones creaked

and the blood moved again.

Every other one

said they couldn’t make

the blood move, but

He did.

How do you thank

someone who does

the impossible?

How do you, because

He doesn’t even ask for it.

I think He knows my knees

hurt from the hard ground.

He lifts me up.

He lifts me up to sit next to Him,

in a chair so tall.

It’s decorated lavishly with

opulent colors and crystals

and stones I have never

looked upon.

There is a robe waiting

for me.

He knew I was coming?

Does He have the right person?

I begin to move and see

my name is engraved

into the chair.

I look over at Him and

He is already looking at me.

He tells me it’s not a dream.

So, I believe Him.

- Allie