After a fantastic weekend of prayer and worship, my heart was in great anticipation of the morning service at church. And sure enough, my spirit was eager to enter into the Lord’s presence and praise him evermore! Here is a fun picture and prayer I received during worship time:

We pour honor onto your feet, our Mighty King. Let our praise be like a fragrant oil poured out upon your feet as we acknowledge that you are King. Let our praise be poured out as honor to you, King, most beautiful King.

My imagination celebrated the picture, seeing our praises rising up and thickening like oil, a fragrant offering in recognition of WHO God is and how worthy He is to receive our praises and seeing that oil be used to anoint His feet, in honor, it was a beautiful experience. (and remembering the passage in Luke 7:36-50 where the woman who lived a sinful life anointed Jesus feet with expensive perfume. This passage is ultimately on forgiveness … when forgiven a debt, who values the forgiveness more? the one who had the biggest debt! and guess what was the theme of the sermon that followed!?! Forgiveness!!! Oh how the Lord was preparing the hearts of the people to receive. If only we could all understand the unpayable debt we owe and how much we have been forgiven, that we might more fully understand the depth of LOVE that has been poured out, that we might in turn offer that same love back to the Lord, as a fragrant offering….aha! see the full circle!!! its so good.)

But, alas, the Lord has a bit more. So, back to the picture, I’m seeing the people in church, offering praises as a fragrant oil and imagining us bowed down, pouring this oil on the feet of the King. And guess what His response is? Here is the second prayer I received:

As we bow low, Father, humbling ourselves to you, we are bowed down before you. Will you bend low to meet with us, bend low, Father, so that we may look into your eyes? Smiling. Honored. We bow low together.

Ah, how sweeter the picture became. I see us, bowed down, honoring the Father, the worthy King, and He just stands up, walks over to me, and gets down on His knees next to me and looks over at me with this cheesy grin on his face. Almost like, “hey, whatcha doing?” hahahaha. He is just a goofy wonderful King. What started as pouring honor out became an exchange of honor. He, out of love and adoration, joined me on the floor and let me look into His eyes and feel His presence. And smiled at me.

Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need. Hebrews 4.16