I love when the love for God wells up from the inside and pours out. Sure, it is resistible, but who wants to. There is a great bursting forth of praise and honor for the good God. The center of me recognizes the quality of his holy goodness, and shout out praise.
Father, you asked me to tell you about the things that delight me, and this is one of them. Oh, what a great honor to be alive inside and primed to respond to the truth of you as it is revealed. You alone are the great King and the divine fountain. You are entirely holy and worthy.
The need to express the acknowledgement of you overwhelms your influence on any plane. There is no doubt that you touch my world, but those results are not like resonating with you. Hold me. Never let me go. Have mercy on us.
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