“…and the name of the city from that day shall be, The Lord is there.”

That’s the way it ends, folks. Visions, prophetic words, lamentations, rushing water but at the end, just a few words about where the Lord chooses to reside.

I want the rooms and all the space in THIS temple of mine to be called “The Lord is there”. There could be no greater accolade than to have someone look at my life and remark that they see God in me. I want that stamp, that sticker, that seal: “God’s Place” to be over my heart.

Put me like a seal over your heart,

Like a seal on your arm.

For love is as strong as death, Jealousy is as severe as Sheol;

Its flashes are flashes of fire, The very flame of the LORD.

Song of Solomon 8:8

Hear it here.

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