The Delight of The Gathering

My heart is still caught up in the music of the night 

The irresistible laughter of close friends 

The melodic invitation of whimsy 

The contagious joy of the gathering 

The delight that had us dance the evening away with abandon

The pure bliss of being together, being one, being united in celebration. 

Joy. 

A word that can barely contain its meaning. 

and holds depths scarcely reached. 

Within are waters of the deepest satisfaction

and purest delight. 

A sampling of heaven. 

A taste of Jesus. 

Words simply lend no help

in expressing the depths that flow from my heart

The exquisite tenderness of the fellowship

The delectable sweetness of the sodality.  

The ache I feel upon the parting 

The rising hope I feel 

when I think of what it shall be

at the great gathering.

What a day it shall be 

When Jesus Himself is our celebration. 

What joy

What elation

What ecstasy 

What rapture

This is my meager pursuit 

to describe the indescribable and put into words the ineffable. 

Every heart aches for the companionship of the gathering

for the intimacy of the kindred. 

Every heart was created 

to be known 

and to be loved;

to know 

and to love;

for rivers of laughter and delight 

to flow from eyes that meet yours. 

Can you hear the sound? 

Voices mingling with those 

that share in the joy of the each other’s existence. 

Can you see Jesus? 

Laughing with those who love Him. 

embracing everyone who comes to Him. 

dancing into eternity with His beloved. 

He shall throw a party like nothing else. 

Pure delight shall spill from every soul. 

And we shall say, at long last

“We are finally home.”