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Spiritual Well-Being, that was February’s topic for Minding Mondays! There were so many nuggets, but the one that stood out for me was that our spirits are connected to GOD and he speaks to us. But in all honesty, I don’t always FEEL like I’m connecting with the spirit. Shouldn’t I FEEL OR HEAR something?

Yeah, I wake up most mornings and do my routine; After I convince myself to get out the bed and brush my teeth it usually starts like this…..I anoint my head and grab my prayer shawl (or a blanket). I scroll through YouTube to find a few worship songs to listen to (I might sing along). Then I read a prayer from one of the prayer books. Afterwards I read a chapter (maybe two) of the bible. Sometimes I struggle during this regimen, praying that my mind will stop wandering – whether I’m looking at the dust that I need to sweep up later, the laundry basket with the unfolded clean clothes, or thinking about what’s on my to-do list for the day.

But wait, I thought you were so spiritual! HA!! I’m not. Like you, every day I am trying to be intentional about focusing more on GOD, and less on me. I want to be connected to him, so connected that I hear him speaking (like the prophets in the Bible).

As I sit on my bed (or my daughter’s bed depending on which room is the quietest that morning), I look at my daughter’s chest rising. I’m reminded of Gods words (Jeremiah 32:27 “I am the Lord, the God of all mankind. Is anything too hard for me?). Ten years ago I was told I didn’t have any more eggs (layman’s term), and now that 7-year-old egg is sleeping in my bed (she sneaks in at 2am every morning).

Then I look towards the closet, listening to my other miracle shuffling around, searching for work shirts that are in that same basket my mind wandered too earlier. Twelve years ago, after my now ex-husband decided he wasn’t happy and left on New Year’s Day, I thought my life was over and I was going to help decide that decision and take the bottle of Tylenol PMs that were supposed to help me sleep -- but again I am reminded of Gods words (Deuteronomy 31:6 “Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.”) Well, maybe I do hear him! Maybe God speaks in different languages, that aren’t as foreign as we think.

He speaks through songs, through books, through friends, through prayers, even through the wind that I hear blowing against my windows that remind me that I was able to purchase a home even after the short-sale.

He speaks every time I go to work and step into an office that was above my qualifications. He speaks when I visit my parents and they are in good health even in their 70s. He speaks when my 13-year-old truck starts without hesitation every morning, despite the 20-degree weather. I guess I need to listen more…….as he’s ALWAYS SPEAKING!!

I arise from the bed, hearing the sounds of crackling in my knees as I stretch, I grab that laundry basket, hand my husband his work shirt and start humming one of my favorite gospel songs:

“Even when I don’t see it, you’re working, even when I can’t feel it, you’re working… never stop, you never stop working. Way Maker, Miracle Worker, Promise Keeper, Light in the darkness……my God, that is who you are!”




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