There are times when I remember a(some) small story that I read somewhere
which gives a subtle answer to an important question I have. And I think
-- Lord is that your way of showing me the answer?
Sometimes I unexpectedly get advice from somewhere, that I am uncharacteristically led to act upon, and that leads me to open a door I never knew existed -- and I ask - Lord was that you prodding me this way?
At times, I am led to write on something, the words come to me out of nowhere, so much so that when I read it later myself, it surprises me at how I was able to write that way -- and I quietly wonder -- Lord was that you urging me on?
Sometimes I unexpectedly get advice from somewhere, that I am uncharacteristically led to act upon, and that leads me to open a door I never knew existed -- and I ask - Lord was that you prodding me this way?
At times, I am led to write on something, the words come to me out of nowhere, so much so that when I read it later myself, it surprises me at how I was able to write that way -- and I quietly wonder -- Lord was that you urging me on?
These are thoughts that
are beyond reason. Probably dismiss-able as silly. But when I sit down
and calmly look back to see such occurrences happening over and over
again, with a remarkable consistency -- I have to say -- Lord, someday I
hope you speak directly with me. Just like you spoke with Moses, or
with Abraham or with Noah. I do not pretend to be anywhere close to the
spiritual towers that these fathers of old were, yet taking courage in
the truth that your Holy Son is joined with me eternally by the Divine
Sacrament, realizing the transformative power of that glorious mystery, I
keep the hope alive of having a conversation someday directly with you -
without the veil of subtle coincidences and without the cover of covert
circumstances of time.
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