Yesterday we had a guest facilitator at our Bible Study, my friend Lynette, who always always lets the Spirit lead her and He/She always always does. The subject was Learning to Love. There were 20 women in attendance from several different churches in Abilene. (That's what I love best about this gathering - it's purpose is to draw us all together as the Body of Christ!) We've met for 8 weeks and we kinda know each other by faces; but Julie Wilson (our regular facilitator) challenged us to know each other by name before she returned in two weeks. God took care of that on Tuesday. We know each other intimately now. Or at least that's how I feel. I have never been in a group that cut to the quick and got honest and wide open so effortlessly so fast before. All it took was one simple instruction. "We're going to go around the room and I want each of you to tell us your name and something about your relationship with your earthly father." 30 minutes later we were a cohesive, caring, loving, serving, split open and leaking group of daughters of the King. He reached out and loved us thru our aches and pains and hurts and joys and memories. It was one of the most holy moments in time I have ever experienced. And I am so very grateful. I received a huge gift during that time. I now have a defining moment with my own dad. There aren't many. But one sticks out to me and on that one moment I will forgive and accept and love my dad. I remember one time he took me in his arms and we danced - my feet on his feet. The music was glorious as we whirled around and around the room and he called me princess. And that's exactly how I want to remember him and exactly how I want to live in my Heavenly Father. I want to be in His arms dancing to His gloriously sweet music as He leads me - my feet on His - gazing up at His face as He looks down proudly and lovingly on my own and He whispers "princess". And we live happily ever after.
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Dear Candy, Thank you for you kind comments and encouraging words on my blog.
One thing that I like about Jesus is that he claimed that God was as close to us as a loving 'daddy" or "momma". He used the endearing term that we know as Abba, which we would translate "Poppa" or Daddy. Sometimes I imagine myslef comn to my loving Poppa and lying my head on his breast.
Blessings,
Rick
Sacred, sacred moments you have been given! Oh beautiful princess, I hope those dancing moments are prolonged and linger as you are clasped in the arms of your Beloved.
Oh Deb,
How beautiful. I just starting learning to dance with my Heavenly Father a few years ago--learning to see His smile, His laughter, His tenderness, instead of focusing so much on His judgement. I love resting my head against His breast, dancing in the kitchen with Him, and reaching up to hug Him. Many times when I feel too full and happy or too sad to pray, I just imagine my arms reaching around His neck and I snuggle in.
Thanks for sharing this. Very meaningful.
Okay, so it's obviously time for me to call it a night and get some sleep. I called you Deb instead of Candy. I'm sorry! Deb was on the last blog I visited . . . or was it where I found you????
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