Today is February 8th. It has been 16 days since I rededicated myself to Jesus. How amazing the journey. There are no words to express what my heart feels and what my mind thinks and how alive my spirit is.
I must admit there have been hurdles to jump over since then. Family, friends ... they don't understand what is happening during this process. There are those who are interested and some who don't want to know. Here's the rub, keeping them straight, who's who, hit list, say this to one person, don't be too joyous to the other, don't discuss the supernatural ... thats sy-fy right? but I'm not complaining, its more of the same in a completely different way, and it's all good.
Not so long ago I longed for this joy and by the ingestion of pills, smoke, coke, booze, sex, whatever I could not get to the first base, happiness. But now, thanks to our glorious Savior, my spirit takes flight and the "high" ... it is tremendous.
Tonight I was thinking about the past. When my "born again" friends would go to church not once, but twice on Sunday ... I would roll my eyes. "What for?" I wondered, "the donuts?" But I have come full circle. It is not for the donuts but for the body, it is not for the coffee but for the blood, it is not for the gossip ... it is for Him and the development of a relationship with the King of Kings. Gosh, that sounds silly doesn't it? But silly it is not. Think about your worst day ... every day without God will be an eternity of your worst days! Believe me, once you learn to look forward, you'll never look back.
So, He is healing me and this is my time for education and insight and I am filled with the Holy Spirit who will keep me on track. When my granddaughter asked, "Yiayia ... why are you praying so much" I told her, I'm praying to Jesus for you, baby ... I'm praying for you.
Just one prayer, every day.