How Does God Flow Through my Life? Photo: Joy in the River.
I like to think of God as water. Or electricity. When God is working through us, He flows like water, like a current. Think of Moses striking the rock at the command of God, and the water pouring out to give drink to thousands, or Jesus turning in a crowd because he felt a surge of energy shoot out of him when the bleeding woman touched his robe and instantly received healing.
This is what God can do.
We can try to dam up the water. We can try to capture the electricity or channel it for our own purposes. But we cannot stop the flow of God. It will break through. Like a writer trying to control the words that come to me, I may succeed or fail in delivering the “essence” of the Word, the true Spirit of the message. If I remove myself and let myself go, I may be able to communicate the Spirit of God unimpeded. But this is unlikely. I am still human.
But sometimes, more than my human frailty comes through, the essence of God, the Spirit, the brilliance, like lightning that strikes and surprises, that lights up the night sky and crackles with clarity and power. Or the rush of water when a boulder or block is removed, how the mysterious water molecules come together as one force, moving along in one direction, with gravity pulling it to its rightful destination. This too is the power of God.
As a writer, as a speaker, as a fallible human being, I aim to let go. I cannot eliminate entirely how my mind works, my memories, my heart’s desires and my soul’s knowing. Perhaps God knows this, too. Perhaps God chooses where to strike and when to release the power of water with the right energy, force and words that deliver the sounds only God can make.
How can I tell if it is God or myself? Like any fallible human looking in wonder at the night sky with the first crack of thunder, or standing in awe under a waterfall far beyond its own nature: we just feel it in our blood and bones. We don’t move it, it moves us. It changes us. It transforms us. It delivers us what we most need.
God is that force, that miracle.
We lie in wait for God to strike, to deliver, to speak.
We are waiting.
Mystical poetry and modern-day psalms by Krista M. Moore, Sunburst painting by Mary S. Moore
Daily Miracle Message
Sometimes it is difficult to hear what Spirit says. Listening for something can cause nothing to become much louder! It can feel almost impossible to connect to that ineffable Presence. Travelling in many circles of play and work, we dream, we write, we become still at night. And we wake again to the same plight: What is it all for? Is anyone listening? What does my life mean?
The doorway is open if we let ourselves seek it. Jesus said, “Seek and ye shall find. Knock and the door will be opened to you.” (Mathew 7:7-8). We must enter. It is not an easy path, it is through “the narrow gate” (Mathew 7:13): to close the door to one world and open the door to another. But it must happen.
Like sleep at night, we must engage in the practice of putting to rest all other things. We must fold down the sheets and lay our heads down. We must turn out the light, so the true light of our own inner being is illuminated. As our busy mind rests, our spirit is able to connect to God, to reunite with its Creator.
We can not expect this to happen instantly. It is a process of repetition, like the moon’s ascent each night. It does not decide when or what it will be; it simply returns, gloriously. And like the symbol of the moon, it can be a very emotional process. That time of rest is also sorting of many things we have carried during our days, weeks, months, years, or even lifetimes.
But once in a blue moon, if we persist, if we continually let go and return with open hearts and minds, we are able to dream beautiful dreams, to rise past fitful sleep, to that other place we call freedom or heaven on earth. To connect with our true selves and Spirit in new and beautiful ways, with the sun shining on our face.
Daily Miracle Prayer
Dear God, help me to open my heart and mind to You. Help me to hear Your Voice, and ascend to where you always abide. Let me move past all the cares and worries of this world. Let me rest my head and return to You so that I can know heaven on earth. Amen.
Daily Miracle Blessing
Rise up, daughter! Rise up, son! Turn your face to me and feel my eternal Light. Take your place among the stars at night and see the Light of who you are. Return to me and bask in my golden glow, forever held and free.