The linoleum presses against my knees, and when I open up my eyes the kitchen table sits in my field of view. I am kneeling down at the throne of God in faith.

My hope is in you oh God. My hope is that your kingdom would permeate throughout the spaces of my body, mind, soul, spirit, life, relationships, job and all the other places I haven’t thought of.

Hope is the anchor for all of my dreams. I consider laying or tossing out my anchor in this moment as I kneel in front of Him. I make a choice. I watch my anchor as it is tossed out towards the linoleum floor in a mix of worlds between silver blue water, and an ordinary day. I see in my spirit the anchor of my hope sinking deep into the blue silver river before God’s great throne.

My soul battles between the two worlds to stay near you Father. I long to glimpse your face. You are my source of Grace.

My kneeling before Him with so much need a flimsy reality that is ashamed or disintegrated in the comparison of His endless, indescribable glory.The power of His love is so great that it overshadows the darkness. His light is so bright that it seems a substance tangible. It wraps itself around me.

I am brought back to the reality of my linoleum floor by my own distracting thoughts. Someday I will stay in that place. Someday I will belong there. I will shed this body. As I wander through this life I will continually be pulled back and forth between the linoleum floor and the place of my anchor.

Jesus you are my hope. You are my hope to belong, the be saved, for love and for solution. Jesus help me not to lose sight of this flimsy reality and the tear within it. Amen

Hebrews 4:16 ESV~ Let us then with confidence draw near to the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need.