"I will praise the one who's chosen me, to carry you"
-Selah: I will carry you

Friday, 25 July 2014

A moment so small, and yet too huge for words.

I'm sat barefoot in my new preferred writing space-my garden. I have just got back from a run and my cat is sat on the table infront of me as the sun sets. I am not sure why that is relevant, but I suppose I just want to covey the peacefulness of my current scene. Bertie is here too, his rose is growing and doing well, and now he has his own garden sign. Blue wellies, naturally.

A worship song just came on the iPod......yes.

I want to share something with you. Something that many of you will dismiss, others will think I'm crazy, or deluded, or sweetly naive. But some of you just may be encouraged, and that makes it worth sharing.

Last week on holiday, I am certain I experienced God's healing. I was laying in bed, listening to one of my relaxation tracks, trying to still my mind and drop off. Not an unusual scene so far.  But as I lay there, after a few minutes, I felt a warmth, light spreading through me. Call me crazy if you like but I felt The Lord's hand on me. I felt lighter, happier and healthier than I have felt in months, years now.  It only lasted a few moments, but it happened. It was subtle, yet it was crystal clear. It was beyond my ability to describe properly.

I don't know if He healed my body, my heart or my mind, maybe all three.  I am grateful for either or all of them.  I don't know which. But, passing the school I hope my rainbow will one day attend whilst on my run tonight, I smiled as I pictured them in the playground- rather than crying in desperation because I've lost hope......so maybe I'm not so crazy afterall.

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