Even those I will bring to my holy mountain, and make them joyful in my house of prayer. Their burnt offerings and their sacrifices will be acceptable on my altar; for my house will be called a house of prayer for all peoples.

Isaiah 56: 7

God is making it clear that He desires to bring all people close to Him; for, there is no one who is too far removed from His heart to not receive His saving grace. So first off, I am as foreign as anyone can get; I was born far away, in a very different land. My ancestry, like every one of us, is traceable back through a long line of people who were all foreign to God. Yet, he has granted me access to his home land, and my access is not restricted or temporary, not a visitor’s visa, but I have permanent status as a fully vested child of the Lord, Most High. 

Next, God has taken me into His home, through the front door, I get to use the good China and the upstairs bathroom. The Lord asks me to sit at His side and He shares the joy of life with me. I can laugh with the Creator of the universe, and my tears are wiped away by His sleeve. Even if the only gift I can come up with to bring to my host is a re gift from the back of the closet; He accepts it with delight, for, in truth, when I asked God to take me into His family, I had given Him the only thing that He desires to receive from me.

Finally, this state of existence is mine all of the time. The house of the Lord is defined by His presence in my life; His address is the same as my heart’s. My loving God, my Savior and I can talk and weep and laugh together through every hour of every day. As I open my heart to Him and connect with Him by trusting Christ with all of my inner feelings, thoughts, and desires, I am allowing God to make His way mine in all situations. Thus I come to realize that he is transforming me into a splendid palace of prayer.