Lyn, you describe what I feel, too. Most of my worship time is not spent feeling happy-happy-happy that we’re going home. I always weep in the presence of the Lord. If He’s telling me something, I will be on the floor in a heap, sobbing my heart out. I think a lot of it is, Jesus is showing me what is inside His heart. I am feeling the grief of the Lord for the lost souls, for the church that is in love with the world and not walking in holiness and repentance before Him.
When I do feel happiness about His soon return, that is a deep cry from the bottom of my heart, like, “Oh thank you Jesus, thank you for saving me, thank you for your blood, thank you for dying for me.” I weep out of LOVE for my Lord, I am so anxious to see Him, to worship at the throne of God Almighty. I was saved when I was 34 years old, and there were many times when I should have been killed in auto accidents. Right now I should be perishing in the flames of Hell forever. But, for the grace of God, He set me apart and spared me. He kept His angels around me and He waited for me to come to Him. I’ll thank Him for that, forever and ever.
It is not a light thing. To be in the Presence of the Great I Am, the Creator of the heavens and the universe, it sucks the air out of me and I can’t breathe.
That’s what it’s like for me.
God bless you. Thank you for sharing.