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an open invitationToday I received a very special invitation. It did not come wrapped in vellum, engraved or addressed in calligraphy. But rather in a gentle whisper while still dark outside; a voice my spirit recognized, requesting my presence to watch the sign rise.  As I lay drowsily  in bed I began to hear the song by Avalon called You Were There  in my head. Someone was singing to me. I had been awakened with a song and an invitation.

Now, did I bounce out of bed, jumping for joy? I wish I could say I did but truth is, I checked the clock on my phone and then googled the time for sunrise, trying to negotiate a wee bit more shut eye. . . sigh . . .isn’t that pitiful?  Here is the God of the Universe whispering a personal invitation in my ear and I make excuses.


A few minutes later as I gazed upon a star studded sky, Orion’s belt clearly visible (and the only constellation I can actually pick out),


I realized the One who placed the stars in the sky and calls them by name is the same Most High God who invites me to sit on the deck of a beach house to watch His creation come to life.  I can’t even count the stars in the sky yet He holds them in the palm of His hand.

Why do I hesitate? Why do I not run to Him with open arms?

Verily I say unto thee….

 the rumble of the surf echoes behind me …. His magnificence astounds me . . . He just wants to be with me . . . I am awed . . .  I am saved . . . . the great I AM . . .

As the sun He spoke into existence rises over the horizon I am regretful of my hesitation and yet so thankful the expression of His love.

He made the Pleiades and the Orion,

He turns the shadow of death into morning and makes the day dark as night,

He calls for the waters of the sea and pours them out on the face of the earth (Amos 5:8)

 His love overwhelms me like a cloak of tingly light as I take a deep breath, whispering my thanks to Him and listen again to the song lyrics* still singing in my head.

You were there, You were there, … in the midst of the unclear . . . When obedience seemed to not make sense … Hanging blameless on a cross You would rather die than leave us in the dark … You alone keep the universe from crumbling into dust . . . You were there always . . .

We all have an open invitation to be with El Shaddai; He who hung the stars in the sky, the One who breathed life into our bodies, our Elohim who spoke the world into existence, you, me, everybody.

He is the Father who sent His son to die just so we could be with Him and the Son who sacrificed His life for us just so we could be with Him.

Don’t hesistate.

Be with Him.

He loves you so!

*You Were There by Avalon watch and listen here