Looking Up

I'm feeling lighter and brighter and looking out and up and smiling a lot. :) I feel the Presence of God like a sweet whisper into my soul.

If I explored the spiritual seasons (and I have and do)I would find that they are as sure as the waves washing against the shore full and free in the time of high tides and then, just as sure, the ebbing where the waters are not allowed to wash freely. Both are very much a part of the whole and necessary to the order of things.

Spiritual truths and realities are just as orderly and seasonal. I think everything God created in the natural world is to reveal a parallel spiritual truth.

In times of going inward, where nothing outward looks fruitful, the work is being done within. And every time, I forget. Perhaps even forgetting is a part of the process. Faith in God's work in me. Faith that I am His and He is committed to completing the work in me. I've always spoken of destiny. Each of us have a destiny. As I get older, I wonder if I have often thwarted God's plan for me, or if that's possible.

I think He keeps my mind in forgetfulness of the feel of His touch during these dry times, so that I will not rely on yesterday. I am on a sacred journey, a holy invitation into the heart of God. It's for each of us who will.

Thank you so much for sharing this time with me and being so kind and compassionate in your responses. It blesses me more than you can know.

This picture says it all. I'm still feeling inward but definitely up. And I see a loving Father looking back....and I see angels with names like Jane and Faye and Sandy and BJ and Crusty Crone and Wanda. :) Jane, you have been a friend for a long time. I've not been a good friend to you, but you have to me.

resting in love, Nita