Saturday night, another night of awakening at 4:30 a.m. It just seems to be a natural part of being a Second Season Mom. I usually end up tossing and turning and before I know it my mind has wandered to the dark places and the worry consumes, and the anxiety sets in. But Saturday night, or actually Sunday morning, I just prayed. This time, however, I chose not to pray for anything. I just prayed. And in those moments, I heard God say, “reveal”. I can’t claim to having ever heard the booming voice of God, nor can I lay claim to getting an in depth message with specific directions to follow. Instead, God communicates to me most often with a word. “Come home.” “Be still.” This time, “reveal”. I have put down a lot and given Him a lot of my broken pieces, but peace and joy still seem to elude. Direction seems to elude. I look back, I look forward and the present gets lost. So, over the course of the next few months I will rest on that word “reveal”. I will let His word teach me. I will dig for its presence in scripture and I will pray over it. For today, I am impressed that each day I am to let my prayer be that He would reveal Himself to me in the ordinary events of my day and through the people I come in contact with.
I am going to continue to practice letting go so that He can reveal Himself to me, and through me He can reveal Himself to others. I wanted to share this post from a fellow blogger. These words were an encouragement today. I am praying that by sharing, someone else might also be encouraged.
Can’t wait to see what He reveals.