Since the loss of my father, I have been on a journey to find – redefine – reconnect – with God. I feel compelled to share what happened this past Saturday morning. I experienced something amazing.
This past Saturday morning was beautiful. Adding to the beauty of the morning, I finished a chapter in Rita Platt’s book, “I Am His.”
In a chapter entitled, “Through Abba’s Eyes,” Rita says, “. . . as I’ve grown to know Abba, I’ve learned He doesn’t show me my sin to shame me into despair; His goal is redemption. He cleanses me, forms me, and gives life. He is an expert artist shaping me. Sometimes I can almost feel His hands molding me, reassuring me that although He sees all of me, I’m loved and touchable.”
She suggested reading Isaiah 61:3 and to let the next few moments become holy ground. So I did.
Here’s what she suggested, and in God’s timing – which was Saturday, May 12 – I was ready.
In His Arms, page 83:
I received a spirit of thankfulness and joy unlike I have had in ages. Now all I need to do to renew this spirit is to step outside my kitchen door onto holy ground.
What a beautiful day!