Friday, December 20, 2013

Day 354

I was up early on this 354th Day of  The Red Shoe Project.  I showered, got dressed, threw on my RUBY REDS and was ready for anything by ten o'clock.  At the last minute, however, all my morning and afternoon plans got cancelled.  No worries! That gave me more quality time with the Lord.  I'm all for that!   My morning was spent in prayer and my afternoon was spent  in His Word as I collected my thoughts for tonight's Bible study at the home of some dear friends.


An interesting vision has captured my attention.  As I knelt down to pray,  I caught a glimpse of my hands in a way that I'd never noticed them before.

I could have and should have so easily 
missed it -- overlooked it -- not taken notice of it. 


It's one of those things that you just do and don't think about it any further.  But when the Holy Ghost decides to speak, that everyday thing becomes center stage.  The spotlight shines directly on it!   He has the most unique way of enhancing the most intricate details of something in order to present His thoughts to me.  

I found myself captivated! 

There I was, on my knees, getting ready to pray.  My hands were interlocked together (kind of like how a little kid prays at meal time).  I was fascinated at how perfectly my hands fit together and the strong bond they created.


With the clock ticking away, I made a note to myself to write that down in my little book of important details regarding marriage.  I want my relationship with my husband to be like that:

 Tight. - Strong. - Bonded.   

Just then, I saw the Lord's hand cover both hands.

"Okay... It's done!" He said.

In that very moment, the power of God rushed through my entire body.  WOW!  It was like plugging into a power outlet.  KABOOM!  How unexpectedly wonderful!  What a fabulous promise!


Now I can't get that thought out of my head.  Everywhere I look I see people's hands folded like that.  Not to mention "It's done!"  keeps replaying over and over in my mind.  It's a nice feeling!

Just the other day, at The Bonfire, a woman who's only attended one other time, heard me mention that I was getting married.  She's very prophetic.  I really don't know her, but I could tell just being around her.  I could see the Holy Spirit manifesting in quirky little ways as she spoke to me.  That kind of thing used to wig me out, but not so much any more.  The Holy Spirit works differently in different people and I get that.  

"You are a bride!"  she said
 "I can see it!  --  Wow! 
This is going to be a BIG wedding  -- 
IMPORTANT!"  

Little does she know.  I'm not one to put all my eggs in the basket of what a prophet, of sorts, has to say.  But even still,  I will say this... Based on what I know, she's right on the money.  For now, I will ponder such spiritual matters in my heart and see what comes of them in time.

In RED shoes, 
Gail