The walk I had this morning was pretty special.
I realize that I can make walking my “me” time to listen, reflect, and retreat. So I did.
I set no expectations. I was just willing to listen to God’s messages. If it would indeed come, I’d stop to write it down. If not, then it’s ok. I thought the “messages” could be for me or someone else.
I shut down the inner noise and thanked God for the day. And I walked in silence.
And then the beautiful messages came in the quiet voice I hear in my heart—a drop at a time, loud and clear.
The first of the messages was this:
There’s no need to justify. Let it be!
As planned, I stopped to write it down. I didn’t process any of it nor connect it to anything. I continued walking.
As I turned to the next street, another message came, this time it was longer:
By the grace of God, you will be blessed. Continue planting the seeds. Be steadfast. Do not be wary nor be concerned. Just do the work at hand.
I jotted the words down and felt the cool breeze and the heat of the sun on my face. It was midday, and I love the perfect combination.
But halfway through the route, my mind suddenly got distracted, and I was side-tracked. I took my phone and chatted with a friend for a while. After sending the last text, I realized it couldn’t happen anymore. Either I allow my walking time to be sacred and purposeful or not at all. It’s them vs. me and my sacred space.
I took a deep breath and readied myself to listen once more.
The last message came:
Write from the heart. Do not seek the adulation of men. Please Me. Only Me. I love your grace-filled messages, and I love that you are growing in spirit.
I closed my eyes and felt God’s love as I headed home.
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This blog post is very personal to me. Initially, I have no plans to make this writing public, but what if I’m just an instrument? Still, I am not sharing this link on FB groups, as I usually do.
If for any reason, you are reading this, then I believe you are chosen, and the “messages” are meant for you too.
Stay blessed and faithful to your calling.
God loves us so.
