Moses had a friendship like none other with God. Moses was chosen and held in high favor to be in conversation with Our Lord Our God, who had not yet been born a baby or walked among us.
When Moses met God, it was in a “tent of meeting” outside the camp. Moses would enter the tent. God’s Spirit would hover at the outside entrance. I imagine it was clear to everyone outside the tent they were not given the privilege to meet with God.
Moses, presumably feeling a sense of intimacy with God during a two-way conversation with Him, boldly stated, “Now show me Your glory” (Exodus 33:7-18).
God’s answer? Feels like a wall to me, a separation:
“I will cause all my goodness to pass in front of you, and I will proclaim my name the LORD, in your presence. I will have mercy on whom I will have mercy, and I will have compassion on whom I will have compassion. But you cannot see my face, for no one may see me and live” (Exodus 33:19-20).
God goes on to say I will cover your face with My Hand, and as I pass by you will see my back (Exodus 33:23).
Wow! We will never have to do what Moses did.
Let us shout our praises to Heaven!
Jesus, The Way, The Truth and The Life.
Jesus cut out the tents, the bushes, the mountains.
I imagine Jesus standing proudly to introduce His and our Papa in Heaven, then backing away as he extends His arm in invitation to come near.
With Jesus, there is always an invitation to come near, lean closer, embrace, remain without anything blocking the way because He is the WAY!
When Lazarus died, Jesus arrived at the home four days later. He tells Martha to move the stone in front of the tomb. All Martha can say is “Lord this will stink!” (paraphrased John 11:39). In response, Jesus said, “Did I not tell you that if you believe, you will see the glory of God?” (John 11:40).
Did Jesus not promise us right there in this Scripture if we believe, we will see the glory of God?
Friends, when you live expecting to see Jesus, you will see Him in the faces of others, in powerful moments unexplained otherwise, in the midst of His presence.
Let us not forget to invite His Holy Spirit to join us in prayer, in praise, in worship, in fellowship, in our homes, in our cars, in our schools, in our places of work.
My ministry partner Karen and I arrived onsite to the women’s retreat home a day early. The first morning God gave me time to connect with my sister Lisa Renee Delight (retreat coordinator) who spoke with confidence in her spirit:
“To be here, full of expectation because you know what you know and that you will meet Him this weekend” (paraphrased).
My spirit leapt yes, Jesus, show us Your glory.
In the retreat house, His peace hovered.
Jesus placed where anyone could see.
Holy rooms set apart for prayer, for reflection, for seeking.
The rushing creek, an ever-moving reminder His living water was here.
As I sat with Him one morning before His light, He literally took my breath away, drawing my eyes to His moon in its holy fullness.
Before I spoke Friday night, Karen anointed me with oil, calling upon His spirit to strengthen me and flow through me.
The song in my heart, though I can’t sing I believe my heart can pretty well ..lol. The song was Not by Might, Not by Power, By Your Spirit God, Send Your Spirit God.
After the anointing, I was to practice the talk, but my body inside was shaking. I felt this before while speaking. In the past, I tried to make it stop.
My faith-filled sister Karen said, “Let it be, it’s His Spirit working in you. Learn to use it.”
Oh my, glory! Oh my, Lord God, Jesus, King of Kings!
He is SOOOOO ALLLLL powerful.
It feels like a miracle waiting to happen, a jumping in my bones and a readiness that can only come from God.
When I focus and allow His power to flow through me, Holy Spirit speaks for me. Literally, I do not remember all of what I say.
It is His power in me.
His power is hope, love, healing, grace and truth.
I pray the eyes of your heart may be enlightened in order that you may know the hope to which He has called you, the riches of His glorious inheritance in His holy people, and His incomparably great power for us who believe. That power is the same as the mighty strength He exerted when He raised Christ from the dead and seated Him at His right hand in the heavenly realms, far above rule and authority, power and dominion, and every name that is invoked, not only in the present age but also in the one to come (Ephesians 1:18-21).
To those who have not experienced this, oh thy power that raised Jesus from the dead, it’s that power inside of us.
To those who have experienced this, I would love to hear your thoughts and how God has led you to wield that power.
Lisa said about Friday night preaching and worship “Holy Spirit was thick in there.”
Thick is a good descriptor.
His presence was undeniable.
As Karen led the worship, my eyes were closed focusing my heart on Jesus. My arms spread open as if waiting to hug Him. At one point, my arms felt heavy, as if I could barely feel them at all, suspended in the air through no effort of my own.
His glory, the weight of His glory.
A physical yet powerful supernatural weight.
A woman who arrived late was the last to leave the room. Sobbing and praying. At one point I laid hands upon her. She did not move or look up. I laid on the floor to pray for her. The next day she appeared refreshed.
While I spoke, a different woman excused herself, returned with red eyes, and told me the next day with a big smile she was glad I was there.
There’s more about the women, His glory, His Spirit. I am still searching for the words.
I think it is important to testify such experience of His vast power. It is a big responsibility.
God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity, but of power, love and self-discipline (2 Timothy 1:7 NLT).
When we listen and obey, we can do anything that aligns with His will. I believe that with my whole soul.
There aren’t as many photos as I would normally take.
How do you invade powerful spiritual moments with your phone?
Though I made no declaration to stay off social media, I didn’t go there at all. Didn’t need to. I was about my Father’s business …
Thank you so much for reading. Feel free to share thoughts, questions, concerns in the comments. Or email me directly at firstname.lastname@example.org
Part 2 of this retreat story coming Sunday.
Today’s poem is called “Show Us Your Glory” at https://faithhopeandpoetry.blog
A spoken word poem called “Don’t Wait” and preaching is at https://Facebook.com/jdibble4Him
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