glorious, over us

"You make everything glorious, and I am yours. What does that make me?"
--Everything Glorious, DCB

This line culminates my thought process this past week. Although I've been busy, I've been in constant fellowship with God. It's as if our conversations never stop, but instead keep building. They make more sense with every day. One step closer to Him, one step away from the chains I've been bearing. Glorious.

My sense of love for my friends and family has been dramatically different the past couple weeks. The feelings I have for those in my life have been palpable as of late. I felt it last night sitting in a room of new brothers and sisters in Christ, and a friend I've come to know better over the past few weeks. We were all sitting with heads bowed to the Word. Glorious.

I felt it painting the living room of my old home with my parents. The way the house still feels like home, the floors still creak in the places I'd remembered, the fish in the backyard pond still jump out of the water with their mouths posed as if they're kissing the air, the markings of how tall we all were still etched in the entry way. I felt it watching my mother who keeps going regardless of her condition. The strength I see in her when she says "you gotta do what you gotta do." Glorious.

May this ever-present touch of love never stop giving me goosebumps. May His voice be the only one I hear.

We are glorious because we are HIS.

"Glorious...over us...Lord You reign, glorious."