I drove in late last night after driving for six hours through some of the most beautiful fall foliage and valleys and hills I’ve seen in a long time.

As I drove I not only experienced God’s beauty in creation, but couldn’t help but think about the beauty of His presence from that weekend.

I spoke at a women’s conference and on Friday night, after the message, women clustered together to pray. I sensed God doing healing and encouraging work.

The next morning the women came in ready to have fun, eat amazing food and win prizes, but the overwhelming focus was a hunger for more of God.

That morning I prayed with one woman after another. They lined up ready to receive what God could only offer.

I don’t want to be judgmental anymore, one said. I felt God’s compassion pouring over her and through her.

I haven’t felt God in a long time, another said. Her tears, and arms lifted high, in the air let us all know that they were communing in a fresh new way.

One after another pouring out their needs, but more their desire for Him.

Sunday morning after the message, I prayed with a beautiful older couple and the power of God’s presence nearly knocked me over it was so strong. I sensed that God had so much more for them.

But earlier as we worshiped together the power of God filled that place.

I didn’t care if I was there to speak. God’s presence was there and nothing else mattered. It was tangible. Thick. Holy.

There is power in God’s presence.

There is power to heal.

Power to hear your cry.

Power to change the direction of your life.

Power to walk in tandem with Him in that incredibly difficult place, but filled with joy and courage because you are not alone.

We cannot underestimate God’s presence.

Are you open to that presence?

Here’s what I want you to do: Find a quiet, secluded place so you won’t be tempted to role-play before God. Just be there as simply and honestly as you can manage. The focus will shift from you to God, and you will begin to sense his grace. Matthew 6:6 (The Message)