Here is the first part of a new song. It is a great description of communing. It is called Womb Of The Morning.
I come to You O Lord in the womb of the morning. To sit and worship You and call upon Your name. You answer me with a sweetness that melts my heart. And opens me to receive Your words. Your words like oil penetrate the places in my heart that were hardened through fear.
There is nothing on this earth that compares to communing with the Lord. Don’t let things rival your time with Him. He is always Present. He waits for us. He won’t compete with the substitutes we choose to fill in our emptiness.
In Him are all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge. Colossians 2:3. Our communion with Him, through His word, causes our roots to go deeper. In Mark 4:17, the folks had no root in themselves and fell away. In verse 18 the cares of this world, deceitfulness of riches, and the desire for other things choked out the word. Don’t let it happen to you.