I’m just here to say I truly believe that God is in the process of raising up a whole army of ‘light bringers.’
The morning I found out that I was pregnant with baby number four, I thought God told me that it was to be a girl called Lucy Grace. I looked up the meaning of the name and loved it. I then went to my Bible reading for that day. I was up to Isaiah 60:1.
Ever since that day, I knew that God was up to something. All is not lost. Aslan is on the move.
On ‘the weight of his love’— I have physically experienced twice in my life, both times awoken in the middle of the night, with the presence of God as a physical ‘weight’. A mixture of the depth of His love with a dose of ‘fear and trembling.’ That’s all I could describe it as. I couldn’t move. Your descriptions and notes here are an eye opener!
Sarah, thank you for these thoughts. I, too, have experienced God's presence as "weight" upon me. I have also experienced his presence as language if that makes sense. I woke to find myself talking to him, dreaming about him being in my room talking to me. But I couldn't understand what he was saying. It was during a time of study when I was pressing into God's holiness. Both experiences were vivid and, as you say, a mixture of deep love and fear.
Wow! I love piecing together the different aspects of who God is. Your experience of Him with a ‘language’ makes sense also in relation to His Logos name. There is always an element of a kind of reverent mystery though isn’t there? Tiny unexpected glimpses…
I’m just here to say I truly believe that God is in the process of raising up a whole army of ‘light bringers.’
The morning I found out that I was pregnant with baby number four, I thought God told me that it was to be a girl called Lucy Grace. I looked up the meaning of the name and loved it. I then went to my Bible reading for that day. I was up to Isaiah 60:1.
Ever since that day, I knew that God was up to something. All is not lost. Aslan is on the move.
On ‘the weight of his love’— I have physically experienced twice in my life, both times awoken in the middle of the night, with the presence of God as a physical ‘weight’. A mixture of the depth of His love with a dose of ‘fear and trembling.’ That’s all I could describe it as. I couldn’t move. Your descriptions and notes here are an eye opener!
Sarah, thank you for these thoughts. I, too, have experienced God's presence as "weight" upon me. I have also experienced his presence as language if that makes sense. I woke to find myself talking to him, dreaming about him being in my room talking to me. But I couldn't understand what he was saying. It was during a time of study when I was pressing into God's holiness. Both experiences were vivid and, as you say, a mixture of deep love and fear.
Wow! I love piecing together the different aspects of who God is. Your experience of Him with a ‘language’ makes sense also in relation to His Logos name. There is always an element of a kind of reverent mystery though isn’t there? Tiny unexpected glimpses…