I was on holiday in Israel fo most of the month of November (then enjoyed the beach at TelAviv so much I stay for the 1st week of Dec also.)
The holiday was overdue, I hadn't had a break in about 2 years, I was tired, burnt out and totally without energy or interest in anything to do with God and I had long since stopped talking to Him, afraid He would ask me to do something more - not proud of that, but... I was hurting and in a self-defensive mode, because His comfort to me had seemed nonexistent.
So I went on holiday wanting a second honeymoon - I needed to fall in love with Jesus all over again. My relationship with Him had become lost in work and care of others.
For a week or so I was with my church group, whom I joined when they flew in from the states. My roommate for the tour dates was my best friend. I shared my miserable spiritual condition with her.
When the 26 of us went to tour the upper room in Jerusalem at dusk, the pastor started to pray. My best friend pushed me to the front and told the pastor I needed refilled. So he prayed for me.
I started weeping, I felt so dirty and I wanted Jesus to cleanse more than my feet so I could be with Him again. Then there was singing. It was my lifesong, the song I sing that brings me back to center. I had not heard it sung in over seven years - I didn't even know that my church knew it!
I cried even more - now from joy. God gave me a second honeymoon.
Later when I asked the worship leader why he chose that song, he said it was the only one he could think of.
Turns out that all in the upper room shared in the upper room experience with me. That's nice.
The holiday was overdue, I hadn't had a break in about 2 years, I was tired, burnt out and totally without energy or interest in anything to do with God and I had long since stopped talking to Him, afraid He would ask me to do something more - not proud of that, but... I was hurting and in a self-defensive mode, because His comfort to me had seemed nonexistent.
So I went on holiday wanting a second honeymoon - I needed to fall in love with Jesus all over again. My relationship with Him had become lost in work and care of others.
For a week or so I was with my church group, whom I joined when they flew in from the states. My roommate for the tour dates was my best friend. I shared my miserable spiritual condition with her.
When the 26 of us went to tour the upper room in Jerusalem at dusk, the pastor started to pray. My best friend pushed me to the front and told the pastor I needed refilled. So he prayed for me.
I started weeping, I felt so dirty and I wanted Jesus to cleanse more than my feet so I could be with Him again. Then there was singing. It was my lifesong, the song I sing that brings me back to center. I had not heard it sung in over seven years - I didn't even know that my church knew it!
I cried even more - now from joy. God gave me a second honeymoon.
Later when I asked the worship leader why he chose that song, he said it was the only one he could think of.
Turns out that all in the upper room shared in the upper room experience with me. That's nice.