“set a fire down in my soul, that I can’t contain, that I can’t control”

do it God. Oh, yes, please do it.

The song filled the room. The atmosphere felt nearly holy, sacred. The impression of the Holy Spirit.

“no place I would rather be, than here in Your love, here in Your love”

there is nowhere else.

The room was dark, except for a few small lights. Maybe it helped the worship atmosphere, helped us to focus on Christ, rather than what those around us were doing.

Sweet worship. Oh, how grateful I am for it. A room of people genuinely seeking and listening to Christ. Some praying. Some singing along. Some listening. Some with eyes closed. Some with hands raised. Some sitting. Some standing. Sweet worship.

And in the midst of it, I found myself desperately thirsting for Christ. And in the midst of it, I heard…