Welcome this Wednesday Wild-Spirit Child!
Have you ever started down a new road when suddenly the doors of hell fly wide open? You find yourself blown backward from the unexpected explosion in your face. The road behind you is slammed shut by a solid iron door, and you must choose to deal and move, or die.
The brutality challenges every sweetness in you. It tries to narrow your focus to only the bitter; tries to craft a plate of hard shell around you, it tries to turn your next thought into pure hate.
SweetOne, you are not alone.
It is in this time that The Almighty releases a force of Spirit on someone to touch you; to comfort you in the dying time.
Perhaps it is only a brush.
Maybe a slight hug.
A note.
A whisper.
A word.
The simplest of kindness.
Just enough for you to take the strength you need to keep moving. To find your way upward – to find your way to life above ground again.
Listen Beloved, hear the word, feel the touch, see the goodness in your path today. Those are not mere happenstance. They are the Divine at work on your behalf as you grow ever-wise from your scars.
You must press on.
You must press on.
‘“You will certainly wear out both yourself and these people who are with you, because the task is too heavy for you. You can’t do it alone. Now listen to me; I will give you some advice, and God be with you. You be the one to represent the people before God and bring their cases to Him.’ (Exodus 18:18, 19 HCSB)