At the beginning of October,
I was given a gift and powerful tool of light.
I was talking to a close friend about how I can experience God on a
deeper level. She shared a scripture
with me.
“Enter into his gates with
thanksgiving, and into his courts with praise:
be thankful unto him, and bless his name.”
Psalms 100:4
I desire entrance into His
Gates and the privilege of standing in His Courts.
My friend told me to raise
my arms up to heaven and sing to God.
She said to start with a familiar tune, but when different words start
coming to mind, I am to sing the words I am given. My heart took courage, “I can do this. Even though my religious
upbringing is a little stiff, I can learn to praise my God.”
This last month has been wonderful. I have discovered that darkness flees when I
lift my voice to heaven. I have been
blessed as simple words and tunes have been given to me.
In the past, I’ve struggled focusing during my prayers. Either I
am so sleepy I can’t keep my eyes open, or my mind is racing in many directions
at the same time. I have found that
when I sing my prayers, I am able to focus on the Lord. My body is moving, my voice is singing, my
heart is feeling, and my mind usually stays focused.
I sing what is in my heart
as the Lord helps me work through my thoughts, emotions, feelings, and
desires. I love the way I feel when I
sing my prayers. There are joyous songs and solemn songs. Some of the songs
help me work through feelings, and others embody the desires of
my heart.
I dedicate all of these
songs to God, for he has given them to me.
There is much scriptural
symbolism associated with the number three. “Holy, Holy, Holy” is repeated three times.
There are three pictures of the sun using the golden colors of the Divine
Father. In the first picture the
darkness is on top. The darkness is on the bottom in the second picture. In the last picture, the rising sun (male)
is between two mountain pillars (female). The male and female come together to
create a beautiful representation of our God.
Holy, Holy, Holy
Holy, Holy, Holy
Holy is my God
Holy,
Holy, Holy
Holy is my God
He created the mountains
He’s in the wind
I can feel His Spirit burn
within
Holy, Holy, Holy
Holy is my God