I Survived an Earthquake.
Yes, it’s true.
But apparently these are fairly common in Nicaragua, what with the 128 they’ve had this year alone.
Last night all six of us were crowded around my MacBook watching Pride and Prejudice because I had never seen it (I know, I’m sorry).
Around 10pm, the double doors in the hallway began to shake. My first thought was that the guard was trying to get in. All of us looked around at each other in confusion as the other doors started rattling as well.
I stood up and felt the ground beneath me moving, like the earth was rolling underneath the building. The walls were swaying back and forth, threatening collapse, and the hanging lights followed their lead.
All in all, I’m very impressed with our reaction. For six girls by themselves in a school at 10pm when a 7.4 magnitude earthquake hits, we all kept our cool rather well. Actually, once we realized what was going on, and once we jumped into a doorway, we all started laughing.
Really? Two truths and a lie will never be the same after this year. “Ummm I survived an earthquake in Nicaragua”. That’s hilarious.
This morning I was spending time with the Lord and we were walking through Song of Solomon. I’ve been working through a 24 part series Mike Bickle (IHOP) did a few years back.
He was explaining that when the Bride asks for the kisses of God’s Word in Song 1:2, here she is asking specifically for the Word of God to reveal and impart the revelation of the Love of God to her. She wants to know His Love for her so much more intimately.
And that just became my cry this morning, that He would show me His Love.
And He brought me back to the earthquake.
See, I want His Love to jump of the pages of my bible, revealing it’s depth and magnitude. That just like that earthquake, His Love would shake the walls I think are sturdy. That it would make the ground beneath my feet tremble and that it would bring me to my knees over and over again. I want to be completely enraptured by His Love, that it would make my spirit tender and compassionate before my King and for His people.
So, that’s my prayer. That His Love would be an earthquake in my life, this year and every year after that.
“God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, thought the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging.” Psalm 46:1-3
