There aren't enough words to express how much I love meeting with our ABBA first thing in the morning and reading His Love Letter to me. His Word.
How much I love to kneel before Him and feel His arms wrap around me, His Word entering into my mind, my heart, my soul - preparing me for the day ahead.
Although I love my time with Him, even more so, I love that my "Mount Zion..." isn't just in my alone time with Him each morning.
My breath has been taken away more than once or twice during my time here on this earth. Our ABBA' beauty in His Creation is mind blowing. Looking at pictures from the trips Nichalas and Amber have taken, while in Zion National Park this past February, I am reminded once again at how huge HIS mountains are.
The Holy Spirit. He is our own, personal, "Mount Zion".