Greeted With A Stunning Revelation

It's a strange thing. Oh. Maybe it is not strange at all.

My muse dropped in to pay me a visit the other night.

The result was an outpouring of  words strung together into sentences, ideas and visions.

Whether it was the synergy of a busy productive day or was it simply the rich setting of the sanctuary that opened the doorway to the muse.... I do not really know the answer, but I do know that I completely enjoyed the visitation!

Then my muse left....and today I am greeted with a stunning revelation.

There are countless pages penned in days and seasons when the muse took up residency within my spirit....and it is to those pages that I must return for guidance.

There were golden answers transcribed during that sacred season that can direct my footsteps today.

Perhaps, I can even find the words and the divine messages for books!

After all between the journals and blogs, the messages are many.

So I ponder the question.... Can the words I recorded in that sacred season of my life REALLY guide, direct and inspire me today. And if  they really could, then why am I  so hesitant to revisit them?

And even more of a question.... Shouldn't the words of spirit spoken directly within my very heart and recorded by my hands be even more valuable in relationship to the context of  me?

Those old transcripts held so many prayers and petitions, revelations and  rapturous rhythms.

And yet, I am slow to revisit the dialogs that held me in spiritual suspension while God worked out the logistics of what was to come.

Oh, to go back and to visit, to see the prayers that were answered, to celebrate the blessings that God has placed in my life... What could be more comforting!!!!

Today, I sit on the other side of the story, and while surely it is not The Rest of the Story, it is a continuation of the story... It is the story 4,5,6,7,8,9,10 plus years later!

Today that story picks me up, no longer as the single woman that I once was when I penned all those divine dialogs, but as a married one, married and living in a different town, with a whole different set of dynamics.

Quite frankly, those different dynamics have at times overwhelmed and immobilized me. And have in some strange and incomprehensible ways drawn me away from, rather than drawn me closer to the actual recordings of the rich dialogs I have witnessed within my spirit.

I wonder if I am brave enough to fully and completely explore the depths within by way of print,
as I once did?

It is one thing to write freely from the heart on anything when you live alone, but perhaps another when you live with others. For iris these writings that the deepest stirrings of the soul are put out there by ink or keyboard strokes,

The Great Reconciliation

Today's adventure began with a jaunt along beautiful canopied North Florida and South Georgia roads. My destination was a beautiful plantation, that is quite the favored venue for southern brides.

The long drive offered the gift of time, uninterrupted time to deepen the thoughts that had filled my inner sanctum before hopping in the car.

Actually, as I sped out of the city limits and into the sunny countryside, I was smack dab in the heart of an uncomfortable spot. I'm sure you've been in those sort of spots, too.

This "spot of great discomfort" has been happening more and more recently.

Without knowing what else to do, I opened my mouth and broke the silence of the space.

"God, how can I reconcile the great difference between the God of the Old Testament and the God that I worship, the God of AMAZING LOVE?"

Just by asking the question in this space of relative quietness, and by willing to listen, the Almighty shared  beautiful insights with me that erased the feelings of discomfort and filled me with such a sense of awe.

I wish that I could have recorded this conversation of inner dialog and shared it word-for-word as it played out.

But basically the message that God gave me was that ...

That which was so disturbing from the Old Testament was reconciled with one person in one pivotal period of time that happened over 2000 years ago. Jesus Christ was and is the GREAT RECONCILIATION.

God loved his creation so much, that He sent HIS ONLY SON to come and live among us and set us free from the shackles of sin that enslaved this creation. We are reconciled to live out the true fullness of who he created us to be. 


In Ephesians 2:4-7 we read that God, being rich in mercy and because HE had such a great love for us, even when we were dead in our transgressions, loved us so very much that he raised us up and made us alive together with Jesus and that in the ages to come He might show the surpassing riches of His grace in kindness toward us in Christ Jesus! WOW, what an amazing reconciliation! 

My Muse Is My Lord

It seems like an eternity since I first started this blog. Today I googled this blog, anxious to relocate it and read some of my early posts. So much has happened since those first posts and now and through it all God has been with me, albeit sometimes I have moved further away than I once was. Those early posts were written during such a special season of my life, a season where God's presence was the most profound in my entire life. It was a season that wrapped me in a divine embrace and kept me focused on the one thing that really mattered: my relationship with God. So much has happened, too which I owe God the Glory! I hope that one day in the not too distant future that God will once again pour messages through my fingers and allow me to share these beautiful messages on this blog or in any way that he so desires. My muse is my Lord! When the beautiful and brilliant strings of messages come forth, they are really not from me, but for some mysterious reason, I have been chosen as a channel of sorts, spilling forth something that seems important. Why did God choose me? Why did God stop choosing me? Will God choose me again?