To know who I am or the specifics I face, really isn’t
relevant. What matters is the commonality my story has with anyone else. In
reality, this isn’t even the story itself, but a story within the story; the
mechanics of how my story is to unfold: my God Winks.
I am standing at a crossroad. In my life journey, it has
never been more clear or apparent. In soaking myself in the Word alongside the
joined forces of a collection of beautiful, godly women in Women’s Empowerment
University (WEU), since the beginning of January, I feel a strength and a
lightness while knowing I’m in a battle. No longer am I in darkness with my
decisions, as this class has helped to shine God’s light so I may make wise and
bold actions based on my listening to him through my now open line of
communication. He is confirming and reaffirming His mighty glory...
This particular day was one of the loudest conversations the
Lord and I shared so far. The night prior, I couldn’t sleep, troubled with a
heavy family matter. I tossed and turned and finally opened, yes, Facebook.
Before me was one post, “Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders.” I
let go.
In the morning, I awoke to my Donna Partow routine of lemon
water and reading my outline for the day, “Topic Thinking.” Of course it was.
Until this point in our class, I had been so focused. Targeted. I headed out to
volunteer at my daughter’s school.
My thoughts turned against me. I rehashed the nightmare.
Lies of the past. I then pulled out a pocket-sized notebook filled with the
hand-written affirmations based on scripture that Donna’s book, “Becoming The
Woman I Want To Be,” encouraged us to keep close. I meditated on one in
particular. My heart slowed and the pressure in my chest disappeared.
Then, the image came from the words...”I have the power to
change my life because the spirit of the Lord rests upon me.” ‘Power,’ equals strength, force and might.
‘Rests,’ insinuates peaceful, ease, etc. Then I see it: the image of a gentle,
slow snowfall. No wind, as if each flake was pronounced and intended but in
choreography with God. I pictured the Spirit of the Lord resting on me like a
snowflake would on my face.
On my way home, about a mile in, I passed a sign in front of
a church. “Decisions, Decisions,” it read. Yes, I turned around a took a
photograph. Then, another mile down the road (and unbeknownst to me at the
time, almost simultaneously with a posting from Donna Partow directed at me on
Facebook about not focusing on my outside circumstances, but rather on that
which is going on inside me), I saw the sun.
I pulled over immediately and took
another photo. To be sure of what I saw, I stopped again a few blocks further.
There was a bizarre and beautiful circle around the sun with a protective
rainbow to keep it in; The Son! I understood; this new group of women at WEU is
my circle around the SON and the promise of His rainbow keeping us all safely
in His presence.
My spirit and soul smiled, as God winked.
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| By Kristin Jacobson |
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