Everyday these little “surprises”, in my everyday life, reminder’s that our Heavenly Father still has me in the palm of His hand – Praise God! I am so thankful, and grateful, for these Blessings – these hugs from my Father.
Tonight, after celebrating Thanksgiving with my daughter, son-in-law, and my precious grand-children, and extended family, my brother walked me to my car and loaded Dixie Bella for me. It was already dark outside and I was taking my time just sitting in the car and observing all the brightly colored homes already decorated for Christmas; appreciating all the Christmas lights on early display in the neighborhood. Several cars passed by before I pulled out into the road, easing past their mailbox, I saw something bright illuminated by the drivers headlight, lightly falling from above me and softly land onto the asphalt of the oncoming lane. Creeping forward, braking even with it, quickly pushed the emergency flasher indicator on, and opened the door to try to determine what had landed.
So excited, that I couldn’t contain my joy, I turned around at the end of the road and went back to my family’s home. Parked in front of their house, ran up their sidewalk, knocked on their door, opening it and excitedly interrupting their Headband game. “Look, look, what I just found. It fell from the sky and landed in the oncoming lane before I got to it.”
Looks of surprise, I hear, “Your Mom’s back.” I share my excitement, my hug from Daddy God with those close and dear to me. Not the responses expected, hearing, “Oh.”, “A feather.”, “That’s nice.”, “We’re playing a game.”, and “Be safe going home.”
Nothing could discourage me from this heavenly hug, revelation of Father God’s manifested presence for ME, and a valuable lesson learned: VISION is a personal experience that can’t be “revealed” to others’ that don’t have the same revelation.
Having lived most of my adult life on the North side of Potts Mountain, in Paint Bank, Virginia, at 2,800′, and ten years of that time spent mostly alone with The Lord, my eyes were open to alot that other people may have overlooked or not noticed. The first thing revealed to my spirit, as I picked up the freshly, fallen feather, was the knowledge that it was after dark – most birds are roosting after dark. Quickly looking up, and around, to see if an owl, or whipper-whil, might be visible – nothing.
When I got back home, unpacked the car, and shared the feather “hug” with Dixie Bella, she couldn’t get enough of it.
As children of God, we are never alone, His indwelling presence – the Holy Spirit – and Christ Jesus, resides within us; housed in our bodies present with our spirit.
Psalm 91:4 King James Version (KJV)
He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.
Ruth 2:12 (KJV)
The Lord recompense thy work, and a full reward be given thee of the Lord God of Israel, under whose wings thou art come to trust.