Saturday, November 10, 2012

Holy Smokes, Holy ground!

Holy Ground
          When our little church was given the land where we now have our building, we stood on that property and sang “We Standing on Holy ground.”  We stood in a circle and held hands, knowing God had called us to this place. My friend poked my arm and pointed to my middle school son. He had taken off his shoes and socks, and stood in the dirt with bare feet as he sang.
          When God called Moses to free His people He came in the form of a burning bush. God spoke to Moses from the bush and told him to take off his shoes for he stood on holy ground.
          When God calls us to serve Him, to a ministry, or even for the first time to be His child that place becomes holy. The dirt doesn't tremble, the rocks don’t start to glow, but when He calls, and we answer, that place becomes charged with the Holy Spirit and we are “standing on holy ground.”  

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