Holy Spirit, take me where you want me to go.
Holy Spirit, let me meet who you want me to meet.
Holy Spirit, tell me what you want me to say.
Holy Spirit, keep me out of your way.
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(May 6, 2022 I received a phone call from Johnny today, and in the back of our telephone conversation I was having a conversation with myself about something he and I talked about in our last telephone conversation. His encouraging words of that call I got hung up on were, “Move on. God’s there.” I wanted to get after him because he rushed me! I let the moment pass on to something more dum dum knowing I could get where I needed to go myself. But, it took me Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday (today) morning of talking to myself in the background of all those present moments to get right here.
I agree with Johnny’s impatience: God is present in every moment with us. #letsgo
But my intention in saying, “I have to find God.” in my experiences is: I am learning wisdom. And to learn it, I have to put it into word. As my cousin Jesse put it in terms for me I could understand: To learn is to teach oneself. And the strange thing about this all is, the more wisdom I have learned for myself, speaking has become easier.
(May 7, 2022 Before I went to sleep tonight, James 1:5-27 happened. I do not even remember intentionally searching for those particular passages. It just came to me, and I am glad it did. It was a good read while Matt watched his television series beside me eating a snack of chips and guacamole on a blanket in bed; I really took in that moment because my concentration had never felt as natural as I realized it had felt.
)Something happens in the process of me communicating the wisdom I have learned from experiences. It feels like:
My hope grows in faith and my faith roots in trust.
That process does not feel sequential at all. It is all happening simultaneously.
Growth in spirit feels healing.
I knew getting here myself was in the right time, afterall, because the random verse of the day I chose to encourage myself with today needed no formal introduction. It was something I had already communicated in writing in my own words:
*“The prayer of a friend is a powerful prayer.”
*”And therein, my trust is in prayer.”
James 5:16
On Saturday morning Matt and I stopped at the light of two major highway intersections. A young girl with fans of eyelashes and a handful of pamphlets was approaching our car. I rolled my window down to accept her petition, and she greeted me with, “Hello Beautiful.” I do not carry cash on me so I could not donate to the outreach program, but I confidently offered my intention to pray. She smiled an intelligent smile back at me, then reached her look up to the sky, and with both hands exclaiming for me to hear her say, “Pray for rain!” First thought, I thought she was literally praying for it to downpour because it was lightly misting in that moment, and we need the rain. And then I told myself, “Noooo, that’s not all. There’s something greater to it, but I don’t know what it is.” I appreciated her trust in my word enough for me to witness her act so vulnerably like that in response to my “donation”. She then carried on to the next car who was ready to reach out with a physical donation. After reading “The Power of Prayer” today I realized this afternoon she had praised the Lord high enough for the both of us free-standing like that between two lines of traffic in the drizzle! It was a nifty moment, and the Holy Spirit was not yet finished with it, /apparently/ https://youtu.be/rz5TGN7eUcM.
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