When God's words jump off of the page at me, like they were written just for me right now in this moment, I like to write them down and pray them for my life and the lives of those I love and pray for. I also highlight the words that mean most to me. Here is an example of that:
And foreigners who bind themselves to the LORD
to serve him,
to love the name of the LORD,
and to worship him,
all who keep the Sabbath without desecrating it
and who hold fast to my covenant-
these I will bring to my holy mountain
and give them joy in my house of prayer.
Their burnt offerings and sacrifices
will be accepted on my altar;
for my house will be called
a house of prayer for all nations.
Isaiah 56:6&7
I am a foreigner, a stranger in this world, looking forward to my true home. I want to bind myself to the LORD, bond with Him, and hold on to His covenant, serving Him, loving the name of the LORD, and worshipping Him.
Lord, make my house a house of prayer. I want the joy that comes when my sacrifices are offered and accepted by my God.
I love the idea of this holy mountain. I love being in the mountains and the awe and peace they bring. What a beautiful glimpse of heaven! When I'm on a "mountain top high" after experiencing God in such a real and breathtaking way, I'm more at peace and more in awe of Him as ever. But even in the valleys of life, the view is a promise of what is to come. All you have to do is look up.
