So I grew up Christian. I prayed to him overnight before bed “now I lay me down to sleep. I pray my God my soul to keep. And if I die before I wake I pray my to God my soul to take. God bless Mommy and Daddy, Sammy and Gaby, Gillian and Will…” and we would list all of our family members. Now I haven’t said this prayer in years but I memorized it as a child and after a while it became tradition. I forgot I was talking to God. But boy, oh boy I never expected Him to respond. Heck, I didn’t even know He could.
It must have been at training camp that I realized not only can he respond, but he almost always will if you look for an answer. But how? I would wonder. I had no idea how to begin finding how he speaks to me. If I’m honest, I still have no clue and I’ve been working at it for the last 7 months now. But after some catching up with the Lord (about 18 years worth), I finally figured out some ways the Lord communicates to me through:
- Journaling
- verbal processing
- other people
- and his Word (the Bible)
Some of my friends get visions from the Lord. This is just any clip or image or picture that is from the Lord. I had never experienced this way of the Lord connecting with me. Part of me hoped for a vision because I’m a visual learner and I was like “come on God.” But in typical God fashion he did what he wanted, not what I wanted. He didn’t give me a vision. Not until last month that is.
I was sitting on the gazebo in the middle of a pond in the middle of India. I was at a bit of a wrestle with God. He asked me to close my eyes. I did and like a stop motion video behind my closed eyes I saw him: Jesus! Picture after picture I saw him climb over the brick wall that enclosed the pond and he stepped foot onto the water. He grew closer and closer. Then I opened my eyes. He wasn’t there like I thought he might have been, but then I looked down to the surface of the water.
There, right before my eyes were ripples on the water where Jesus had just been walking in my vision. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Heck, I couldn’t believe my God. He was just, too good. Now this might sound crazy to some of you, but there’s only one thing left to say: if you know, you know.
