Father, I am crying out to you. I may not utter a sound any man can hear, but my heart is desperate for you. I am desperate for the experience I have not yet had. The moment I first experience your presence and your still small voice at the same time. I want the weight of your glory. I want to know you in such a way that sears my heart and curls my toes.

I want you. Really. Truly. I don’t want to play mind games with myself. I want you to talk to me in such a way as to make it clear to my silly little mind.

Be with me. Abide in me. Help me abide in you. Let’s abide together.