{"id":9224,"date":"2017-03-13T15:51:31","date_gmt":"2017-03-13T21:51:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/hungryformore.org\/?p=9224"},"modified":"2022-07-07T08:26:31","modified_gmt":"2022-07-07T13:26:31","slug":"an-unforgettable-light","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/hungryformore.org\/an-unforgettable-light\/","title":{"rendered":"An Unforgettable Light"},"content":{"rendered":"

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I was twenty-years-old<\/strong> and spending my first summer in Asia. The sub-tropical heat forced me indoors, so I retreated to my third floor room to spend solitary time before the Word of God and a singular, rotary fan.<\/span><\/p>\n

All summer, a certain long-distance relationship<\/strong> had remained forefront in my mind. He was tall, dark and extremely cute, with a sense of humor that often caught me off-guard. Despite our happenstance first encounter on an airplane, we\u2019d exchanged numbers and I\u2019d seen him several times before this summer missions adventure.<\/span><\/p>\n

He too was spending his summer overseas, with an assignment similar to mine, albeit in another country. His aerograms were filled with joy and depth, stories and Scripture, affection and interest. I\u2019d heard him pray in person and now as I read his prayers put to pen, they only increased the growing interest<\/strong> I felt for this extraordinary young man.<\/span><\/p>\n

As I listened to the oscillatory hum that afternoon, memories of childhood flooded my mind. Since my thirteenth birthday, I\u2019d been praying<\/strong> for a future mate. Beginning with a request that he could wash dishes (since my dad did not), my requirements had grown over the years. Now, I included elements of prayer, Scripture, and leadership with this guy perfectly fitting the bill.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cGive Me this relationship,\u201d<\/em> came God\u2019s Voice, so clearly I could almost hear Him audibly.<\/strong> Startled, I diverted my eyes to the open Bible on my lap. God spoke again in print.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cTake now\u2026 (the one) whom you love<\/strong>\u2026and offer him there as an\u2026.offering\u201d<\/em> (Genesis 22:2).<\/span><\/p>\n

I balked<\/strong> at such a request. \u201cWasn\u2019t this exactly what I\u2019d prayed for? Wasn\u2019t this a relationship that could please God fully?\u201d<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cGive Me this relationship,\u201d<\/em><\/strong> came the Reply.<\/span><\/p>\n

I don\u2019t know how long I hesitated. Nor how long I argued. The thought occurred to me that maybe I could just offer this to Him and He would stay my hand at the last minute \u2014 just like He had in Abraham\u2019s case. But this, He did not do<\/strong>. As He continued to lead me up this mountain, it became crystal clear He wanted me to lay down the relationship. Finally and completely.<\/span><\/p>\n

In an anguish of soul I hadn\u2019t experienced to date, my prayer reached the appointed plateau. As an act of my will, I placed this relationship before the Lord and felt it severed<\/strong> from my soul. Sobbing and exhausted with internal distress, I lay him\u00a0before the Lord.<\/span><\/p>\n

Then, in a radiance<\/strong> whose memory still causes my heart to pulse, I saw the Lord. With brilliance<\/strong> of Light and glow<\/strong> of Presence, He lifted me into His rest. Splendor<\/strong> so filled my heart that any lack of the previous moment vanished amidst His fulness. Like sinking into a warm whirlpool on a frigid day, my entire being was immersed in His bathing Light<\/strong>. Resplendent, nourishing, invigorating<\/strong>, strengthening, His Light absorbed every dark place, gleaming<\/strong> without glaring. Diamond-brilliant<\/strong> without blinding.<\/span><\/p>\n

His Light was worth it all. His Grandiose Presence was far better than my granulated present. None else could compare. I gazed with wide-open spiritual eyes at His Remarkable Countenance<\/strong>, realizing that in the very glimpse of Glory I was being transformed. He was crystal, transparent, flawless, brilliant, incorruptible\u2026.yes, indescribable<\/strong>. I bowed awe-struck and speechless, and to this day remain unable to fully describe His glory.<\/span><\/p>\n

What is your well-loved Isaac? What do you need to lay before Him? <\/span><\/p>\n

He asks for your\u00a0gift\u00a0<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

in order to give<\/span><\/strong> Him room<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

to fill you to overflowing.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

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Holy Father,<\/span><\/em>
\n\u00a0 \u00a0Praise You that You are Light<\/strong> and in You there is no darkness at all (1 John 1:5). You are not afraid of the dark and go boldly into darkness so that Your radiance shines there<\/strong> (John 1:5). As I stand in Your Light, I clearly see the dark places still residing within me (Psalm 36:9). Send out Your Light and Your Truth<\/strong> to lead me into further Light (Psalm 43:3).\u00a0I want to focus on Your remarkable Countenance with wide-opened eyes<\/strong>, so as to be filled with Your Glory (2 Corinthians 3:18). Enlighten the eyes of my heart to truly know You (Ephesians 1:18). In Jesus\u2019 Name, Amen.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

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I was twenty-years-old and spending my first summer in Asia. The sub-tropical heat forced me indoors, so I retreated to my third floor room to spend solitary time before the Word of God and a singular, rotary fan. All summer, a certain long-distance relationship had remained forefront in my mind. He was tall, dark and extremely cute, with a sense … <\/p>\n

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