The past week I have started to see God move in my life. Not that he wasn't before, but I just didn't feel or see it. And not that it's in profound ways, I'm just more aware of it.
It's been in the simple things - after drowning myself in school work I'll go for a walk and run into people who need encouragement or who greatly encourage me. Sitting down and spending time in the book of John I find the Holy Spirit opening my eyes anew to who Jesus is and how all the love and compassion he displays there he has towards me. Getting to church a few minutes early on Sunday I found myself drawn into an encouraging conversation with people I had never officially met before.
In all this I have found I have to leave room, leave space to hear and listen to these promptings. Turn off the music and get out of the apartment. Get to church a few minutes early. Diligently spend time in the Word, even if I have a ton of school work to do. Call that friend I've been thinking of. For someone who loves structure (me) it can be hard to leave room to listen and be still. Yet, without leaving this space I will fail to hear God's voice and see him move in my life.
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