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So then, a couple of days ago the Lord
gifted me a gentle reminder that I still need to complete my grief journey. It’s
not hard to think about Jane and how much I still miss her and though it may be
a little upsetting, it feels like a very natural thing to do. For the first
time in many weeks, as I sat in church this morning, I imagined Jane was still
with me… and I shed a few private tears thinking about her and the decades of
spiritual oneness. Later in the morning I returned home and spent time continuing
to decorate my hall. Little and often is the key… but the amount of woodwork to
be painted is particularly time consuming, and I remembered the last time when
Jane and I shared the workload. It was so much easier with the two of us, and
much more fun than me continually trying to wipe up a deep red paint which was
supposed to be non-drip. And isn’t. Christian internet radio helps somewhat,
but it’s not really enough.
Then this afternoon the Lord
came to visit. So there I was, minding my own business, reading a somewhat nondescript
sci-fi novel, simply trying to relax and recover strength after my morning
activity; when all of a sudden I had an overwhelming sense of the Lord’s
presence. My heart was filled with the most wonderful joy and I just had to
throw my book down and stand and spend time giving thanks to God for his
wonderful goodness to me. These past few days, particularly, I have enjoyed the
most special times of personal worship imaginable. I just feel filled with the
love of God. My life would be completely meaningless without my faith journey
and having the experience of a personal relationship with Jesus Christ is
simply mind blowing. I cannot understand why he pays any attention to me
whatsoever, but he does and I’m so grateful.
Mustn’t forget my story now,
this morning I received a text from my daughter, she’s been attending a friend’s
wedding just over the border in Scotland. A particularly unusual wedding as they’re
taking the whole weekend to celebrate by going Glamping; a particularly
luxurious form of camping apparently. It may be a tent on the outside, but
certainly not on the inside, with all the fixtures and fittings you’d expect in
a real house! So this morning my rather athletic daughter decided to go for a
run along the adjacent and quite stunning beach. The sun was out and her route
took her through a wood where she was amazed to have wild deer, not only run
across her path, but then choose to actually run alongside her! Wow, it may be
a common experience for some, but I’ve never heard of anything like that
before. Life is a privilege and at times really rather beautiful. I’ll have
some of that please...
Genesis 1:25 ‘God made all
sorts of wild animals, livestock, and small animals, each able to produce
offspring of the same kind. And God saw that it was good.’ (NLT)
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