You know when you look at something bright then close your eyes, you can still see a negative image?
That’s happened twice at church in the last two weeks.
The first time I was praying for guidance on how to take my spiritual life to the next level. There are a couple of big obstacles in my way, I am protecting. One is drinking. I like wine. But I am 100% convinced that it is one of the key things I must get rid of in order to get closer to God and my family.
Anyway, I was asking God to bring me closer, asking what do do, but silently rebelling all the way. I looked at the crucifix — the morning light shining behind it, closed my eyes, and saw the image of a sword.
Kill the habit.
Be done once and for all. It was so, so clear. I listened. I claim no victory yet, but feel ready to let go and focus instead on my family and friends and God.
Then, this week, I went into church not really sure about what to pray, and found myself filled with gratitude. It was a beautiful warm morning, the streets wet and warm from an overnight rain. I had a lot to be thankful for. Job, family, health, Faith, friends. I looked up at the crucifix, thanked God for my blessings, closed my eyes and it was then, I saw the negative image of a bird in flight. Clear as day. Christ’s arms, the wings.
Then their eyes were opened, and they recognized him; and he vanished from their sight. Luke 24:31
Give me Faith to hear and see.