The Narrow Way

Everything changes when God enters the room.

Walls that seemed permanent begin to crack.
Hearts that were hardened start to soften.
What was broken doesn’t just get better, it gets transformed.

When God comes in, no one stays the same.

Not Moses, standing before a burning bush.
Not Hannah, weeping at the altar.
Not Paul, blinded by glory on the road.
Not the woman with the issue of blood, who touched the edge of His robe.

His presence interrupts.
His presence heals.
His presence rearranges everything.

And He doesn’t need a stage.
He doesn’t need a crowd.
He doesn’t need music or lighting or mood.
He just needs a people hungry enough to say,
“God, we want You more than anything else.”

Because when He shows up, the atmosphere testifies.
Not to hype, but to holiness.
Not to performance, but to power.
Not to us, but to Him.

Mountains melt like wax.
Chains drop without sound.
Time pauses.
Pride bows.
Heaven touches earth, and we know, this is sacred ground.

Exodus 33:15 says,
“If Your Presence does not go with us, do not send us up from here.”

That is the cry of a people who understand:
Without Him, we have nothing.
But with Him, we have everything.

Because when God is in the room…

Sermons become encounters.
Songs become altars.
Silence becomes saturated with glory.
Tears become language.
And moments become eternal.

He does what no man can do.
He speaks what no preacher can say.
He restores in seconds what trauma took years to break.
He is the revival.
He is the fire.
He is the glory we’re longing for.

So let us be the kind of people who don’t rush past Him.
Who don’t schedule Him out.
Who don’t grow too comfortable in His presence.
Let us be undone again.
Awestruck again.
Face-down, heart-wide-open again.

Because if He comes in the room,
That’s all we need.

Let the room belong to God.
Let the moment belong to glory.
Let everything else fade.

Because when God walks in…
everything holy wakes up.