I just wanted to share a simple story on how God is faithfull.
I never cared for swans or geece, I did not hate them but just did not care to see them.
Most peope will ooh and aah about how beautiful swans are but I never really understood why I did not care for them. For me that was unusual as I love the beauty in all of Gods creation.
For some reason over the last two years I started seeing alot of swans while in prayer and or just talking to God Our Father. I even asked him why he was showing me them so often and if he could show me something different.
But no, he kept sending in the swans.
So it became a joke for us and I would start laughing and asking God why more often, but also trusting in him that one day I would understand the significance of the silly swans.
Then a few weeks ago I knew.
I remembered.
When I was about three yrs old we had a pet swan.
I would chase it all around our back yard, of course never catching it, untill that one day....
when I did.
I remembered giving the swan a big huge hug, and then the swan going to sleep.
I remembered going in the house and telling my mom how I had given the swan a big hug, and how it went to sleep. But I think some how I knew the terrible thing I had done.
I never saw what happened to the swan, my mom said it had to fly south to have babies.
But I knew. And because of this I had buried the memory deep.
So God Our Father who is always faithfull, had known that this had troubled me all my life.
And gently over the last two years took my sorrow and made it a gentle laugh I shared with him.
Then he took my hands from my eyes when he knew I was ready and helped me remember.
I still am sad about the pet swan, but God Our Father brought it back to me in a gift of laughter, Love and forgiveness of the small child in me . When I was old enough to see the simple mistake I had made.
Now I can enjoy the beauty and grace of the swans, with out the questionable avoidence.
Seeing the beauty of God Our Father's creation and love in its full glory.
Like I said , a simple story, but so full of grace and his love.
God bless, pickles
I never cared for swans or geece, I did not hate them but just did not care to see them.
Most peope will ooh and aah about how beautiful swans are but I never really understood why I did not care for them. For me that was unusual as I love the beauty in all of Gods creation.
For some reason over the last two years I started seeing alot of swans while in prayer and or just talking to God Our Father. I even asked him why he was showing me them so often and if he could show me something different.
But no, he kept sending in the swans.
So it became a joke for us and I would start laughing and asking God why more often, but also trusting in him that one day I would understand the significance of the silly swans.
Then a few weeks ago I knew.
I remembered.
When I was about three yrs old we had a pet swan.
I would chase it all around our back yard, of course never catching it, untill that one day....
when I did.
I remembered giving the swan a big huge hug, and then the swan going to sleep.
I remembered going in the house and telling my mom how I had given the swan a big hug, and how it went to sleep. But I think some how I knew the terrible thing I had done.
I never saw what happened to the swan, my mom said it had to fly south to have babies.
But I knew. And because of this I had buried the memory deep.
So God Our Father who is always faithfull, had known that this had troubled me all my life.
And gently over the last two years took my sorrow and made it a gentle laugh I shared with him.
Then he took my hands from my eyes when he knew I was ready and helped me remember.
I still am sad about the pet swan, but God Our Father brought it back to me in a gift of laughter, Love and forgiveness of the small child in me . When I was old enough to see the simple mistake I had made.
Now I can enjoy the beauty and grace of the swans, with out the questionable avoidence.
Seeing the beauty of God Our Father's creation and love in its full glory.
Like I said , a simple story, but so full of grace and his love.
God bless, pickles
