I fell asleep this Friday night on my couch with my girl, faithfully choosing to keep me company, laying on the other couch nearby. Couches, in the plural, are nice to have. They're like rectangle friends scattered throughout the house. I used to have one in my kitchen because I liked the idea of collecting people on them while I cooked, just to have them near in case I needed someone to lick the spoon; or to remind me I cooked for them to love them.
But, at 1:42 I woke up with an alertness that felt like Someone shaking me awake. This will sound crazy. I realize that. I'm willing to be misunderstood. But as I've "woken up" in my life to God, there are times when this happens. This whispering in my spirit. Tonight there is an urgency that says..."I hear you pondering what doesn't make sense to you. Lean on, trust in and be confident in Me with all your heart and mind and do not rely on your own insight or understanding. In all your ways know, recognize and acknowledge Me and I will direct and make straight and plain your paths."
Tonight, in the quiet, I hear Him talking. I sense strings trying to be unraveled, He wants you to know His hands are on yours as you sort them out. He woke me up to tell you that. Isn't that a miracle?
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