And whenever the unclean spirits beheld Him, they would fall down before Him and cry out, saying, “You are the Son of God!” – Mark 3:11
Whenever they beheld Him…
I behold Him, and I’m eternally grateful.
I behold Him…
- in the sun that warms me. It brings me a peace I cannot describe.
- in the laughter of children. Their laughter lifts up my heart, and I can’t help but laugh, too.
- in the gentle teasing of my babies. They are witty, and most of the time, I love it.
I behold Him in the million little things He provides me, each and every day.
I live a life of abundance and am blessed beyond measure, because I behold Him.
… they fell down.
I, too, fall down, whenever I behold Him, but not out of dread or fear.
I fall down…
- in joy
- in thanksgiving
- in gratitude
Whenever I behold Him, I fall down.
Where do you behold Him?