Thursday, August 22, 2013

Hearing Him

I think today might actually end up being one of those short snippet posts I keep saying I'm going to start writing.  I feel a bit obligated to post because I haven't done as much lately, which I know is a silly reason to post, but there it is.  We take our motivation where we can get it.

Have you ever heard God speaking to you?  I mean, more than just a sense of His presence or a general leading in a certain direction?

Last night on my way to work, I was coming around the curve at the top of the Red Hill Parkway, and I don't know if it was the music I was listening to or the way the sun angled through my windshield, but I suddenly and very clearly heard Him say to me, "I love you.  You are mine."  It wasn't audible, but it sure was clear.  It was one of those goose-pimply moments where I felt so close to Him, a closeness I haven't felt in some time because sometimes you're just in one of those seasons where you're walking more by faith than by sight.

It's in those seasons when the brief moments where you walk by sight are that much sweeter and more precious.  So today, facing another day of caring for the kids by myself after Nathan got me up for the day at 4:30, I'm remembering His words, that moment from last night.  He loves me.  I am His.

1 comment:

Laura Shilton said...

I love your post today. I have been up around the same time as you lately because my back pain has been so throbbing bad and I often think about you then:). Love you!

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