We all know those moments in time where things will change forever. The day we take the wedding vows, the day you find out the test results, the day the phone rings with unbearable news. Well this weekend, God reached down and touched my heart, my marriage, my family.
My sister invited Dave and I up for a marriage conference at her church. She offered to pay the way for Dave and I as well as watch Jeramy. Not only that, she offered to pay for our gas and meals! How awesome was that? So I took Friday off of work and we drove up to Wisconsin after school. I should have looked at the construction on the Interstates, because it seemed like it took us forever to get up there. Especially when Jeramy asked every fifteen minutes. This was his first trip up to visit his Aunt Megan in Wisconsin, and see Lake Michigan. He loved it.
We stayed at the home Megan lives at, with the Reynolds family. They live down the street from her church, and it saved us a ton of gas and time when the conference got moved to Living Light instead of the other church it was going to be at. Not only that, but the Reynolds helped us to feel at home, and they were extremely gracious hosts, full of love and hospitality. Their two children are darling, and full of love and energy. We had a comfortable bed, a hot shower, hot coffee (even had my creamer!) and good food and atmosphere!
I have been looking forward to this weekend with anticipation, knowing that things would be different. Would my behavior change, my attitude? I wasn't sure, but much like the woman in the Bible who bled for 8 years, I was hurting and waiting for an opportunity to touch Jesus. I knew that Jesus would be there this weekend, and that things would be different. I just wasn't sure how.
A few weeks ago Celebrate the Journey had a healing service, it was awesome and much was healed and repaired there. It was like preparing the way. This weekend I had heart surgery. God showed me how things were wrong in my heart, and I opened up for him to come and repair it. And I surrendered. I gave Jesus all of the chaos, all of my mistakes, all of my past, all of my pain. And he took it.
I am lighter in spirit now. Heavier with the right spirit might be more appropriate. The dark clouds are completely gone from me. Now is a very critical time in my life, because once you sweep a house clean of bad spirit, you need to fill it with the right spirit, the Holy Spirit.
Often we talk alot about God the Father, or Jesus the Son, but there is three parts to Trinity. God the Spirit, the Comforter, Counselor, Holy Ghost, Holy Spirit. Jesus left the earth so that the Comforter might come. Oh come Emmanuel, God with us. And He is. He knocked, and I opened the door.
I have been quite aware of the Holy Spirit for much a long time, and trying to be obedient to its call. But I had just been keeping it on my friends list like an acquaintance, hanging out with Him when I needed to. Not anymore. I need Him constantly, and this weekend, He moved into my heart, for good, to stay.
I am excited to see how He is moving in my husband. I know Dave was touched and changed as well. I also know I must wait for the words to come to him to describe it, let him ponder it a while. God so very much has control over it, and I worry not.
There are many things that are going on in my heart, and that is just one. If you know me at all, I always have lots going on. That's just me. But you see they are all just strings in this beautiful tapestry that I am letting God weave of my life.
I finished Monkey and the Fish, and have moved on to Irresistible Revolution (Shane Claiborne), and a Swindoll book on Grace. I am inspired to change the way I live my life. I am not sure what that looks like, but I know that this weekend is just a marker in what begins a new season for me, my marriage, and my family.
Spring arrives to heal the ground.
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