The Lord of Heaven’s Armies is here among us; the God of Israel is our fortress. ~Psalm 46:10
I just returned from a conference that was the efforts of 8 months of planning, a week of schlepping heavy boxes, loading and unloading and re-loading and unloading again trucks, setting up tables, breaking down tables, and 4 days of running up and down corridors of a hotel at the beck and call of 600 women.
Tiring? Yes. Chaotic? Nah. Why? Because the peace of God meanders about us in so many ways. One very special way is a small oasis in the hub-bub: the Prayer Room.
Soft music plays in an otherwise hushed room. Dim lights cast a soft glow on about 20 of the names of God. And each of the 600 names of the women attending and the helper/volunteers rest on one of His names.
Walking from one name to the other, I found myself on the last name of God I looked at and here is where I rested...
Jehovah-Sabaoth: the Lord of Hosts. The Lord of Armies.
The Lord of the hosts of heaven will always fulfill His purposes, even when the hosts of His earthly people fail.
So sweet. Such perfect words for the season I'm in.
If you were there I'd love to hear which name of God you were resting on. Thanks!