A secret place, a quiet space. A refuge away from all the cares and troubles of the day. Twilight scapes and moon-pools. Yet a never ending dawn. Mountains and valleys lush and ever green. A babbling brook of fresh, life giving water. Mercy, beautiful and new. Freedom hovering like birds above you. Towering trees and bright fragrant blossoms. Air sweet, swirling, and flowing. Paths of grace waiting to be discovered . . . .
What is this place called? …
Fiction? Fantasy? A delusional reality?
A dream? A far off scene on a movie screen?
Utopia? Purgatory? Paradise?
This is joy unspeakable and full of glory. This is peace that passes all understanding. This is abiding in Him and He abiding in me. This is bowing at His feet. This is sitting at a table where only by His grace I belong. This is communion with the Father of lights, the creator of my being. This is everlasting love. This is forgiveness and redemption so underserved. This is the Kingdom of the Heavens come down to earth…
And this is only a little glimpse of what’s to come.
© Krystal Celeste
“He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress; My God, in Him I will trust.” - Psalm 91:1-2 NKJV