Living on a Higher Plateau

 Devotional:  Daring to Dream of Intimacy with God

We have raised the bar in our our lives and everyday finds our hearts filled with the desire to rise above our normal, everyday way of doing life.  To achieve that desire that fills our hearts, we must set our minds on things above – we must begin to use our sanctified    imagination and consider Jesus. “If then you were raised with Christ, seek those things which are above, where Christ is, sitting at the right hand of God.  Set your mind on things above, not on things on the earth.”  Colossians 3:1-2

Consider Jesus sitting at the right hand of God – the Bible is full of opportunities to use our imagination!

“One sat on the throne and He Who sat there was like a jasper and a sardius stone in appearance; and there was a rainbow around the throne, in appearance like an emerald.”  Rev. 4:3   This is speaking of God on His throne – and oh, how we need freedom in our imagination!  What does a jasper and sardius stone look like – how deeply imbued with color are they – or do they so sparkle from the glorious light of the glory of God that we are blinded to their color?  Why are these two stones in particular referred to here?  And a rainbow like an emerald?  What about all the other colors of the rainbow?

Has your imagination kicked in yet? We can speak Psalm 119:18 over ourselves and say “Open my eyes that I may see wondrous things from Your Word.”

Is there anything holding you back from rejoicing in the Word of the Lord?

I think the answer, in part, to that is our unwillingness and inability to freely use our imagination.  In Genesis 15:5 Abram had to use his imagination when God told him to look to the sky and count and number the stars and imagine the number as his descendants!  Genesis 15:6 says Abram believed the Lord and He accounted it to him for righteousness.

I hope that you, like me want righteousness credited to your account.  I know that the Blood of Jesus has made me to be the righteousness of God in Christ but in my everyday life I want every bit of it, including my imaginations to be considered pleasing to my Heavenly Father.

And so to that end I am declaring that I am daring to dream of being unconditionally loved during even my times of weakness and failure.  That absolutely nothing can separate me from the amazing love of my God.

I am going to let love be the key that unlocks the door in my heart,that place that wants everything to be just so.

I’m going to cry out “Come into this place, Jesus, flood it with the warmth of Your radiant, purifying love.  Fill me with the glorious, glorious love You have for me.”

And I can imagine running into His arms and being embraced by pure love.

I can see the sparkle in His beautiful eyes as He gazes upon me with such adoration – and somehow I can see that adoration is reflected back to Him.  I can feel the gentleness of His gaze and yet the strength and power in it pierces my heart to the core.  He shows me in that gaze what intimacy with God truly looks like.

My heart cries out,”Freedom, I long  for freedom from this shadowy place of neatly arranged boxes. Openly and without inhibition I choose instead to break open my greatest treasure, my beautiful jar filled with fragrant perfume and lavish You  with the beauty of my worship and my love – in doing so I too am covered in Your fragrance of intimacy.  Let it be that as I think, dream and imagine You that I become like You. Let it be that the fullness of the Image of the Son is formed in me.  Even as I see You, may others see You in me.”

Did you know that I just realized I  have a beautiful china perfume jar,  hand painted and trimmed with pure gold and it is very, very old, given to me as a gift many years ago?  And do you know what?  Not too long ago our dear little puppy, Sasha, somehow managed to destroy the cap and when I discovered what she had done I was so disappointed because this beautiful but entirely useless treasure had lost its value in the marketplace.

I then put it away; now I hold it in my hand unable to measure its value.

The fragrance of the perfume lingers still.

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  1. marygems says

    Jeannie- I am excited to have discovered your blog just now. Psalm 119 is very special to me. Twenty years ago the Lord stopped me in my tracks and I spent 6 months in Psalm 119 and my life took on a whole new direction. I had been majoring on the outwards arms of the cross and the upwards [ relationship] was sadly neglected. When I was finally released into ‘ active service’ again, it was on the proviso that I majored in relationship with HIM and that He would be the one who directed my steps henceforth.
    I had a misunderstanding of ‘ I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me I finally had to learn about the ‘ through HIM’ part.
    I am very excited to have discovered YOU and your blog- I have printed almost out everything I have found on your blog to date- I feel as if I have hit the PAY LOAD in that you are one who LISTENS and seeks the Father Heart of God with deep reverence and respect.
    I have now subscribed to your blog!

    I too DARE TO DREAM OF INTIMACY with God- as in Song of Solomon.

    A very loud AMEN to: Openly and without inhibition I choose instead to break open my greatest treasure, my beautiful jar filled with fragrant perfume and lavish You with the beauty of my worship and my love – in doing so I too am covered in Your fragrance of intimacy. Let it be that as I think, dream and imagine You that I become like You. Let it be that the fullness of the Image of the Son is formed in me. Even as I see You, may others see You in me.”

    Now may our Lord Jesus Christ Himself and God our Father, who loved us and by His grace gave us eternal comfort and a wonderful hope, comfort you and strengthen you in every good thing you do and say. 2 Thessalonians 2;16-17

    The amazing grace of the Master, Jesus Christ, the extravagant love of God, the intimate friendship of the Holy Spirit, be with you. (2 Cor. 13:14, MSG

    God BLESS you Jeannie. Your new friend in New Zealand, Mary.




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