Friday morning at our weekly communion service, the message was on hearing the voice of God. With a topic like that, we were all ears! I so appreciated the way the teaching ended – we sat simply in the presence of our Father, listening. I had a very clear picture – a stream of water with shimmering rocks where the flow rippled, splashed, played in the midst of a grassy slightly woodsy area. Peace was the word that came to mind; no further explanation was given. You know that inward smile at those types of moments? That definitely happened.
The day went on per normal. During school, Abby and I were finishing up a book and the phrase “rivers of living water” came up off the page and straight down into my spirit. When I had time later, I turned to the Word and found John 7:38. You know those conflicting laughter/tears that the Spirit causes? That also happened. Why? Because I’ve had a lot of questions for the Lord these past few weeks, all of which really are different versions of the same thing, “What are we doing, Lord?” And… now He’s told me, in the way that He does, which doesn’t answer ANY of the practical-down-to-earth questions, but the BIGGER question, which is the one He asks of me. Do I believe in Him? If the answer is yes, then rivers of living water flow out of me. What else really matters? I pondered the enormity of this and was humbled… and delighted!
The next day, Abby (who wasn’t involved with my God-moments) sat down with chalk pastels and drew four pictures – a river, a waterfall, a water fountain, and flowers. I’m like, “Lord… You are just BEYOND cool… You did that… for me… for her… for fun…” He steals my heart… I love it!
We’re going to send an update in the next day or two…so watch this space! :-)