I had all these ideas of what to write about tonight spinning in my head all day long. I couldn't make my mental notes fast enough to keep up with my train of thought.
& then suddenly as I sit here ready to write them all down- nothingness.
Nothing but gratitude for this moment. Because god is good.
God is so so good.
Lake Michigan has served as a bit of a spiritual lift.
I love god.
Plain and simple.
That would be my only thought for tonight but there is one more thing I want to share with you because of an incredible experience I had today.
First off- last month at camp they sang a song. I don't remember the lyrics or the name or even the tune....I do, however, remember a line that changed the way I looked at god.
"I'm pressing in, cause I want more, I want more of this world."
Pressing into the lord does give you more. Faith goes a heck of a long way. Today I was standing in this huge department store type thing somewhere on the coast of lake Michigan. My mother was shopping grocery, sister was shopping toys, and I was browsing books.
I love books.
I don't read them.
I don't own many...
But my goodness- I love them.
Weird? Yes, I'm aware.
Onward- there I was getting lost in the fiction corner of the department when I overhead a conversation that an older women was having with a sales representative in the isle over. It was a book about god.
I nearly sprinted to the isle over. I kept my cool and just as soon as I could walk over without making a scene, I was standing in an isle of amazing and incredible books. The inspiration section. All. About. God.
& as I was browsing along the shelves and shelves filled with inspirational books all inspired by him I began to think about the possibilities that he holds for me. My heart was so touched. My throat was dry. I was actually going to cry.
I was so happy.
He was with me.
I could feel him.
Guidance.
Something I had prayed heavily on the night before.
& here it was. The guidance I so dearly desired.
It was an answered prayer.
Here it was, right in front of me- like a present under the lit tree on Christmas eve.
I could see it, taste it, touch it.
Yet- I didn't know where to turn next.
The guidance was there.
& there I was- waiting to open it like a starry eyed child.
So I read. I sat down in the middle of the isle and I read like each page was food.
I ate them up.
I was pressing in because I wanted more.
More of this world.
& suddenly I had answers to questions that I never knew I had.
I was filled with the lord.
Proverb after proverb, inspirational quote after the next, story after story.
I would flip to a page in a book and there would stand a message that would speak to me.
It was one of the most healing moments of my life.
I wanted to run right up to customer service, demand the microphone, and make a service announcement to all those shoppers that god was right there in isle three somewhere in between the scrapbooking department and the fresh produce.
Instead- I read some more.
& then I prayed.
I prayed really really hard.
I must have said the word please twenty times.
I prayed and I prayed and I prayed.
& then I stood up and mindlessly wandered the store.
He answered.
He answered.
He answered.
I won't go into the detail of his answers but I want you to know that the power of prayer is extraordinary. It hurts my heart to see how tangible he is.
Just like a child on Christmas morning- all my dreams came true.
That is the power of the lord.
To me- It's real. It's true. & it's unshakable.
"Then you will call, and the lord will answer; you will cry for help, and he will say: Here am I."
Isaiah 58.9
Tell me about your relationship with god here.
