What an amazing weekend! My heart, mind and soul are filled with God’s grace and peace.
The Living the Life Women’s Conference was a blessing. (Thank you my prayer warriors – God heard and answered!) God’s presence was surely in that auditorium this weekend – lives were changed. I was overcome by God’s holiness. I was overjoyed to see all His daughters from all over South Texas.
But (don’t you love the buts . . . ) upon returning home, I’m not sure what happened. The overwhelming joy and peace of His presence turned to stifling fear, doubt and frustration. After tossing and turning most of the night, I finally got up fell to my knees and spent hours in prayer. God’s peace slowly began to return.
I sleepily returned to bed when it started to rain. I began singing the chorus of Healing Rain by Michael W. Smith and finally dosed off.
Healing rain, it comes with fire So let it fall and take us higher Healing rain, I’m not afraid To be washed in Heaven’s rain . . .
Healing rain is falling down Healing rain is falling down I’m not afraid I’m not afraid.
Sunday morning excited to get to church and worship, God’s healing rain poured down in the still of my soul as Pastor Jess’ message was exactly about what I was battling in my mind all night. Thank you, God, for providing. Thank you, Jess, for obeying and delivering the message – God’s manna and bread.
Halleluljah! God “rains down manna for us to eat; and gives bread from heaven.” Psalm 78:24 Yes! He is Jehovah-Jireh when we call out to Him.
To each of you I got to meet this weekend, you are a treasure not only to me but more importantly to God.
To those who helped me this weekend, words can not say thank you adequately. hugs, hugs
Healing rain, comes with fire
Lord, take us higher!!!