I know that each day is a day full of God.
Psalm 118:24 reminds us of that,
This is the day that the Lord has made…
But yesterday, I was just more aware of it.
I felt more content.
I noticed more things, as if the scales from my eyes were removed.
The current bible plan I’m doing with my cousin, started it off.
God can use daily routined things to chip away lies or unhelpful beliefs in your life.
God is teaching me (again) to trust Him.
Then a walk with a good friend.
He and I talked and noticed things.
Paused for lunch.
The whole time together was brilliant! There wasn’t just two of us. There a third. A sense of God with us.
We were present to the moment.
I prayed that God would show Chris a black squirrel. He heard my prayer. He didn’t just show us one. But two 🐿
Then our homegroup session with the young adults felt so inspired. Lots of pearls of wisdom and gems of thoughts were shared. A godly community, spurring one another on.
“They say Aslan is on the move.”
Speaking of Inspired,
I finished the Rachel Held Evans book.
What an inspiring book!
I felt reminded and ready to continue serving God.
Relearning and unlearning things.
To share the gospel,
the power of Story
to all I mingle with.
I’m privileged to be part of something so much bigger.
God is doing is something.
So as the day drew to an end, head on my pillow, exhausted.
I also felt grateful and alive.
It was a day full of God.
A day where manna fell from the sky.
Who knows what the next day will bring?
Will i grumble like the Israelites … who after seeing such a remarkable miracle… “forget it”
I pray, I realise, each day…
God is more in it.
I just need to open my eyes.
Open my heart.
They say Aslan is on the move.
Yes, He is.