Just before falling asleep last night I was talking with Holy Spirit. If I can be a bit truthful I was asking Him when I can be released to move from the area I live in currently, well, I was whining a bit. You see, I have been feeling this unrest for several weeks now if not longer to move. When I moved here things were more rural and not as built up as it has been growing recently. It is becoming more congested traffic wise. It has been months now that I think to myself why am I hearing an increase in police car sirens, fire truck sirens etc. Just a few short years ago I did not hear them as frequent as I hear them now. With rapid growth you can also experience a growth in crime. I guess I like city life but not big city life that is.
At one time I lived in a very nice community that was a new apt. development. They actually resembled condos more so than apartments. I had the comforts of city life but rural almost in my front yard so to speak. I could go on a walk and watch local farmers harvest their corn or wheat too. Once I asked a farmer if I could watch them harvest their corn using a large machine and it amazed me as the kernels were going through this machine and then into a large container. I could actually see kernels flying into the air. I was also able to watch an eagle and the eaglets soaring in the sky. Once I saw an eagle on the ground in a field. I have not seen eagles fly in several years. I truly miss that.
OK back to my story now...After whining I began to pray for a person that indirectly asked for prayer. I know prophetic unction/prayer came upon me and I prayed as Holy Spirit showed me to pray in faith. I went to sleep and I woke this morning with the song, "Somewhere Over The Rainbow" playing in my mind. When a song touches my heart this tends to happen. It is as though it floods my spirit and there is purpose for a time and season in my life. I was not listening to it last evening or just before bed either, I was not even thinking about it at all. I think when I awoke this morning it even caught me off guard, it was a pleasant way to wake up.
At the complex I spoke of earlier I loved to garden. They allowed me to plant hydrangeas, a variety of flowers even lavender, and pampas grass. I would sit in the evening and morning and water the plants. I am a firm believer in weekly using "Miracle Gro" on the plants. I had the tallest ornamental grass in the community at one time. There was a Sunday when my pastor preached on the faith of a mustard seed and distributed mustard seeds. I planted it and it grew. I even wanted ornamental corn stalks for Harvest decorating and I went to a local farm store and purchased corn seeds. I grew them in pots and they actually grew so I was able to use them in the Fall when they dried out.
I prayed in tongues when I watered the plants and would also get to talk with neighbors that would walk by. When the lavender started to grow someone taught me how to divide the roots and plant in another area. I even shared the lavender with a friend for them to plant. For being raised a city girl why do I have a country heart for gardening? Maybe it could be that we started in the Garden of Eden do you think that might play a part it this?
Found a few pictures that I made mention of...
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| chives |
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| mustard seed |
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| mustard seed planted |
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| wheat harvest |
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| wheat harvest |
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| two eagles in the sky |
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| eagle's nest |
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| iris and lavender |
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