That said, I am optimistic that God
will invest His time in me these next
few days and deposit into my life.
In fact, He has already begun!
Over the years, I've come to find that God often shows up in the most unusual places. Sometimes it's when I least expect it. It happens when I'm not even calling upon Him. Instead, I'm doing some random activity that has absolutely nothing to do with God and suddenly...
There He is!
I don't see Him with my eyes, but I hear Him speaking to me loud and clear. It's a Divine encounter with The Living God! I guess He just decides that He wants to say something, and so He does!
Right before I left my mom's house today, we decided to watch a documentary on Susan Boyle. She's the Scottish gal who made it big on Britain's Got Talent. It was very interesting.
At one point, however, the program went way beyond interesting. The Holy Spirit moved in and began to melt my heart. His presence was so powerful, tears started flowing down my cheeks. I didn't want to worry my Mom, so I wiped them away quickly. I pulled out my journal and jotted down some words that were jumbled in my head. These were thoughts God was trying to get across to me. Now they were safe in my little book. There'd be no chance of forgetting them. I could access them later.
Before I knew it, the program had come to an end, I was saying goodbye to my mom and taking off to Orlando. Just as I was heading up the on-ramp to I4, I called my friend on the phone, to tell her what had happened. "I'm not sure what God's doing," I said, and then it started all over again... right there while I was on the phone. God was wrecking me. The tears started pouring out, almost uncontrollably. "Gotta go! Talk later!"Usually, I have no problem talking to God while driving, but this was not one of those times. I couldn't do it! His presence was too intense for interstate conversation. I had to turn my attention towards the road and get myself to my friends' house. That sounds easy, but it was not. I drove in the slow lane about 65 mph the entire way, fighting back the tears. By the time I arrived, I'd pulled myself together.
As I am about to retire for the night, I have re-examined my notebook. At the top of the page is written,
"My Turning Point"
That's all I can share with you right now. These precious thoughts from God need time to marinate in my heart. It's like He gave me a Divine Assignment for this time away. Amazing, isn't He? To think that He would hand me His agenda right prior to my arrival and time of Sabbatical. I told you... I am expecting these next few days to be transforming!
-- Gail
