Speechless



Psa 119:120  I shiver in awe before you; your decisions leave me speechless with 

	reverence. 


	He had carefully prepared his presentation, quite confident that every 

detail was in place. Rehearsing it time and again, he knew each word and its 

placement, almost to the point of being able to recite it backwards. He had 

tried it out on some friends and had definitely convinced them that what he had 

was without fault and would surely be more than adequate to win "him" over. 

After dressing in his most impressive suit and putting all his materials neatly 

in a briefcase, he set out to go and present his case. 


	When he arrived at the building where their meeting would take place, he 

found that there was a long line of others that also intended on going before 

"him". He would have to just get a number and wait along with the others in the 

waiting room. Though he did have to wait for some time, he was able to make 

acquaintance with several of those sitting next to him, some of which had done 

this before and some with very interesting perspectives on how "he" did things 

and possibly what to expect. What made it so interesting was that, though 

talking about the same person and having certain common thoughts, there were 

specific things to which they would refer that would make you think they were 

maybe talking about a completely different person. On certain points they could 

not agree, even though all had experienced "him" and "his" decisions, their 

perspective on what "he" was truly about was completely different. His reason 

for coming here in the first place had been based upon something he'd heard 

about how wise and fair "he" was and that "his" decisions and judgments were to 

be valued as true and just. After sitting here in this room, however,  and 

hearing all these contradicting stories, he found himself wondering if this 

really might not be the right place to present himself. Maybe this really wasn't 

the place he had hoped for, where his presentation would be understood and 

accepted. 


	When his name was finally called, he gathered his things and started 

towards the door to which he was being directed. Though he was still quite 

confident in his ability to present his case, the conflicting reports he had 

just heard had brought much uncertainty as to what the outcome might be. Trying 

to put the confusion of the recent conversations out of his mind and focus on 

his own presentation, he slowly opened the door and began to enter the room. 

Right away he was impressed with the design and placement of everything in the 

room. It was as if each item and piece of furniture were already familiar, like 

he'd already been here and designed the room for himself. Though there were some 

things common to what had been described to him, those things were somehow 

arranged in such a way that made him think they were placed as they were 

specifically for him. It was like there had been prior research done and great 

care given to ensure that he felt at ease and at home. 


	He just stood there, taking this all in and wondering how there might have 

been such a great transformation accomplished, when he heard a voice speaking 

his name. Again, he was taken aback as the voice was one he could not remember 

having heard, and yet it seemed to be so very familiar. He was being called to 

come have a seat and make himself at home. A bit overwhelmed by his surroundings 

and the wonder of how welcome he was made to feel, he was really not prepared 

for what came over him as he looked into the face of the man before him. While 

it was also somehow familiar and comforting, it was the look in "his" eyes that 

started this uncontrollable slight tremble and shake to move through his body. 

"He" seemed to be looking not just at him but right through him into his very 

heart. It felt like everything about him was exposed, read, and understood by 

"his" eyes before any word could be spoken. Overtaken by this shivering 

sensation, there was a complete loss of words, and the simple greeting he had 

prepared even failed to come out of his mouth. He was so relieved, amazed, and 

impressed as the familiar voice began to not only verbalize every detail of his 

own presentation, but to express complete understanding and the solution he 

required. Speechless and trembling before this man, he felt understood, accepted 

and directed in a way he could never have imagined. 


	Minds full of our own rehearsed and prepared analysis of our situation, 

and confused by conflicting reports of what our God is about, we will find 

ourselves both speechless and completely understood, loved, and accepted if we 

can only make it out of the waiting room to a place that has been specifically 

designed and arranged for us in His presence. 



s6/19/04