I have shamelessly stolen the title of this chapter from my friend Ray Ortlund, who once exhorted his congregation to “stare at the glory of God until you see it.”
Charles Spurgeon would go into his prayer closet and not leave until he felt the love of God. This needs to be me. I need to sit in his presence and wait for him. I need to sit and not leave until I feel his love. I need to behold the glory until I actually see the glory.
