Have you ever had a person that you were acutely aware of their presence at all times? I think of friends I have had, who I knew the second they walked into the room... a mentor who whenever she was around I knew, and I knew exactly where she was in that room. In her case, it was probably because I knew what her perfume smelled like, and for some reason I could smell it a long ways away. I wanted to be just like her, so I watched her, I listened to her, and I learned "at her feet" what it looked like to be an adult Christian.
When I was dating Josh, it was similar. I wanted to know where he was, what he was doing, at all times. And when he walked into the room, everything changed... Everything revolved around him, I focused on him alone. Nothing mattered to me more than him.
I try to imagine what it would be like now if Jesus walked into the room. Would I see him? Would I be so aware of him? When I first met Jesus I am certain that I would have responded that way. But would I now?
This song is my prayer - that I would wake up each morning knowing that when Jesus walks into the room everything changes. That I would be aware of how darkness trembles at his sight, that his light would make my heart start burning. That I would know his scent so well that I could smell his presence a mile away. Come and consume me God, I give you permission, my heart is yours.
When you walk into the room
Everything changes
Darkness starts to tremble
At the light that you bring
And when you walk into the room
Every heart starts burning
And nothing matters more
Than just to sit here at your feet
And worship you
We worship you
We love you
We'll never stop
We can't live without you, Jesus
We love you
And we can't get enough
All this is for you, Jesus
When you walk into the room
Sickness starts to vanish
Every hopeless situation ceases to exist
And when you walk into the room,
The dead begin to rise
'Cause there is resurrection life
In all You do
Come and consume, God
All we are
We give you permission
Our hearts are Yours
We want You
We want You
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