Heavenly Prelude
As Christian worshipers, there is a special place where we meet
together and offer our God worship that's personal and free.
Although buildings constructed for God's business are also primary,
The prime function and purpose happen in a place called the SANCTURY.
In the SANCTUARY, there is seeing, hearing, and feeling.
In the SANCTUARY, many are experiencing healing.
There are myriads of spiritual encounters there.
One such thing comes to mind, and I'd love to share.
A cherished memory resides deep in my heart.
Worshipers had been invited to come to the altar.
So, we gathered there to surrender to The Master.
Before that moment, I'd never noticed such beauty.
To share the experience with you is my sacred duty.
I was arrested and captured by the most picturesque scenery.
And forever stored in my heart is a sacred memory.
With all fingers extended and dependent hearts;
Arms raised; hands spread in praise; A work of art.
For a few moments, I was compelled to stop and stare.
In our SANCTUARY, a divine encounter that I had to share.
In my heart, those sacred moments were forever revealed;
In my heart, a heavenly picture was forever sealed.
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2024
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