I've had a front row seat to the awesomeness of God my whole life. This became apparent when He and I had our first conversation when I was six years old. He told me to have faith in Him and I'd learn what it was all for. (I say God, you can say whatever name you feel your higher power is).
Anyone who decides to read my book when it is printed, will come to understand what I mean about my conversations with God. Were we sitting at a table together having coffee? No. Did he appear to me and speak? No. God is a feeling. We can all feel God, so therefore, we can all converse with God. God is a feeling of warmth, love, and peace that nothing else will ever make you feel. While you are feeling God, your inner whisper, which is your soul, speaks to you. That is God. When you give yourself permission to trust in the whisper you hear, you get a front row seat to the awesomeness that is God. The thing is this though, God speaks in whispers, while your ego roars. In order to hear God you have to manage the noise that your ego is constantly making. This is the hardest part to finding your seat in the front row. The ego is insatiable. It wants and wants and wants. It distracts and distracts and distracts. Meanwhile, your soul, God, is quietly waiting for you to realize the power you have at your fingertips hidden underneath all that noise. I wrote a book at the age of 36 that is almost 300 pages and has 37 chapters that rhyme. I co-authored the book with God whispering His wisdom to me. There can be no other explanation for being able to write like this without a higher power having guided my words. An excerpt from my soon to be published book, The Sun Neither Rises nor Sets: By the age of six I was afraid to do any wrong. I was a good child, but I didn’t know how I belonged. The foster home I was in was full of abuse, and to them I could do no right and was of no good use. I felt like a slave with no hope for freedom, and I was worked every day with only more abuses to come. It was never good enough, even my best, and at six years old, perfection came to be my conquest. In this home is where God’s presence came to me; it was at a church tucked away in some trees. I was all by myself outside when it occurred, and there was no visual, only a voice that I heard. A warmth came over me that I knew not to fear, and intuitively I knew it was God that had appeared. The feeling was a warmth that held my body, and six years of pain lifted, and I no longer felt naughty. A voice soothed away all my doubt, and I was told to have faith and I would learn what it was about. In that moment God gave me a strength that I cherish, and I knew that without Him I would perish. Yes, the entire book reads like this. <3
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