I was invited in to a spontaneous moment of wonder with my Abba today.
(I think this is the first time I’ve shared with anyone that I’ve come to call God that, when I am spending time with Him or calling out to Him as a Father. I started that when I first saw the episode of the chosen, with the little girl, Abby, and the word resonated with me. It felt just right to my soul, to call Him that. And so I do, privately. 💕)
But anyway, my morning started out pretty routinely. Other than a snow day for my kids, which means my cleaning jobs got pushed to next week since my clients are teachers. Winter can be a challenge for a cleaning lady’s income, but I’ve come to roll with it. God always makes it work out. And I am so thankful we were able to reschedule!
Still, my hubby had to go to work, so I got up with him like I always do. Laid out his clothes, brewed the coffee, set out his medicine, started the truck. (I know that the world would say that none of this is necessary, but we have been married twenty years and I have done this almost every single day. Not because I have to, or he expects me to, but because it’s a privilege. I love him. I love to care for him. I enjoy my God-given role as his help-meet. ❤️)
I have extra time this morning, not needing to help the kids get ready for school- so I decide to go an extra step, and shovel a path from the door to his truck, and take a broom and clear his vehicle off.
It started off very task-mode, but not a burdensome task. I just wouldn’t have expected for it to actually BECOME my Abba-time today.
As I’m shoveling, a sense of childlike wonder begins to shovel a path in my own adult heart this morning. (I don’t usually like snow, if I’m honest. But I did as a child.)
Today’s snow is light— like how I imagine manna-powder to have looked. (But that’s just a guess.) SO light, airy, flaky. ❄️ ❄️ ❄️ ✨ BEAUTIFUL! It so easily moved as I ran a shovel across the concrete, and a broom against the truck.
As I’m working, the sunrise lights up the sky and I find my delight expanding to include the horizon in front of me!
I pause, unhurried, and take it in.
This was unexpected! And – delightful.
I’m inspired to go get a camping chair and bring my morning coffee ☕️ out in the driveway today and just watch my Abba, the Artist, at work. 😍
Beautiful, pink and purple cotton-candy clouds, against a crisp light-blue sky! A frequent choice of His, but it still never ceases to make me smile!
I stay longer.
The scene transforms to what truly and honestly looks like a seashore. Clouds shaped like waves washing in on a glowing beach. It takes my breath! Oh how I miss the beach! I adore His beauty there, in the sand and the sea and how they meet in majesty, as the waves move in and out, and tides recede (leaving washed up treasures 🐚)and then rise again!
My heart is pretty content anywhere these days, so I didn’t even know how much a beach-scene would feel like a gift.
And here I am, and I didn’t even have to travel for it! I literally felt like and said – that it was as if He brought the beach to my front yard! In the sky above the snow! I looked around, (who knows why) to see if anyone else was out watching this. They were not. (I normally wouldn’t be either.) I feel as if He has painted this moving beach-scene just for me.
My heart swells.
Tears begin to fall from my eyes.
The word Majesty comes to mind.
I speak it. A whisper of awe.
“Your MAJESTY, Abba.”
Not in the way I have ever heard or spoken or imagined that phrase “your majesty” before.
Not as in a movie with a king, where one would bow before him and say-as-if-it’s-just-a-normal-title “Your majesty.”
But like this- “Wow!! (Gasp)! Here’s a glimpse of your MAJESTY! The incredible wonder of Your creative hand! You don’t paint on a canvas – the whole SKY is Yours! And You don’t write just in books- You use us mere mortals to depict Your essence! We are the scrolls on which your story is written, over and over and over!”
I repeat it. Louder! “Your MAJESTY!”
Not caring if anyone hears me. (They don’t, anyway. Nobody is outside. And if they are- I’m okay with looking crazy. 🤷🏼♀️ I AM crazy about my Abba!)
I close my eyes now and let the warmth of His love flood me as if I’m laying on the beach, basking in the sun.
It’s only a few moments, but it could have been an hour, I honestly don’t know. On this rare occasion, I did not need to be aware of the time.
After a bit, I open my eyes, filled to the FULL! Overflowing, and knowing I must write – whether in my journal only, or here – just somewhere, because I can’t contain His goodness.
It’s only then that I realize my legs are cold. My feet are cold. I had thrown a coat on over my thin pajamas, and had stepped into regular shoes, without socks. I hadn’t cared. I didn’t plan to stay out this long. I was just going to shovel a quick path, and take a broom to my husband’s truck.
I had no idea that God had a little adventure planned for me this morning! Which to the world, would look and sound quite silly. An adventure? In your driveway? Ten minutes of clearing snow and maybe twenty or thirty of staring at the sky? Ok, cool.
But it WAS cool! As majestic and marvelous as a walk in the forest with Him. A hike in the mountains!
Because, you see, all of these scenes are simply backdrops. HE is the adventure!
This, in my hand, is one of my favorite mugs. I got it from dollar tree a long time ago, but it’s the perfect size and the message just resonates with me.
Life, with Him, is my FAVORITE adventure!
And you know what? It’s ETERNAL!
We will step into Heaven one day.
There will be a time when the whole Earth will pass away.
But if we pause and really look and listen and follow His promptings (just like we can follow rabbit holes on social media, but THIS is the best kind of getting “sucked in”)— we discover for ourselves, that the Kingdom of God and His majesty have truly, awesomely, already begun…are already alive, and active, and present, (although “hidden”) right here! All around us!
Ahhhh. He’s that hot-coffee in my belly feeling, on a cold day.
God is the bessssstttttt.
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