Let me tell you a story…Sit down, grab a drink of H2o (we all know we need more of this stuff) and indulge in what I’m about to tell you.
It happened when I was fellowshipping with a couple Alumni’s of 3n9 2013 World racers this night.
We brainstormed
We prayed.
We reminisced.
We encouraged one another.
We loved each other.
We laughed.
We said goodbye.
Never will I view them as just “friends”; now they have been mentors…
We parted ways.
I walked down the streets of my favourite town.
Found my happy place with jesus as he just took me away, led me to a dock, to staring at the sky like it was something unbelievable. >>> That’s just it. He is unbelievably—
Powerful.
Faithful.
Never ending
Always there.
My friend.
My go-to.
Lately that’s what he has been for me.
He’s real. He’s real to me. I feel his presence just hovering around me every now and again.
As I was talking to God about endlessly everything. I remembered something Elliot gave me.
A piece of paper. It wrote “look for the glow”
something he felt prophetic, giving it to me as a reminder to pray about it and see how it would maybe apply to me in a significant way of any kind.
I stared at it, couldn’t think of anything whatsoever. I asked God to show me what this is. How would I see this? I couldn’t think of nada.
I call to whom my help comes from.
The ONE and only:
{Psalm 121:1-2
1 I lift up my eyes to the hills—
where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the LORD,
the Maker of heaven and earth.}
I continue to walk, pass by couples holding hands, a woman who just got off work with her assigned t-shirt, teenagers in packs almost like wolves just snickering and looking from side to side.
As I admire the beauteous night, the couple lighting Chinese lanterns, people from every which way congratulating them on 30 cool years of being married to one another.
Next thing I know, I’m judging the way the freshly lit lanterns are holding themselves together.
How do they fly, by the gust of wind under them? Why do they fall immediately and take quite a few seconds to pick back up, why don’t they just GO? What’s the science behind this flight?
I realize that’s where I see myself. Not just because of the race and what trials, growth and joys it will have for me, though I see it starting right now. THIS moment. I will SOAR on the wings of eagles.
[But those who trust in the LORD will find new strength. They will soar high on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not faint. Isaiah 40:31]
This is the glow, I am the glow.
Jesus is my wind. He is the gust that makes me fly farther, deeper and fully into his Goodness and this one beautiful, precious plan for me.
(: jesus is my joy. 🙂
I am his glowing daughter, shining for him.
Only getting brighter and brighter by his power.
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