It was just another Friday, not that long ago. I woke up, grabbed my phone and was preparing to scroll through Facebook, before I took my daughter to school.
I got that little alert noise at that exact moment. Someone was on periscope. I went to check it out, and it was a lady. She was praying. Praying over us. Praying over us, as writers.
I closed my eyes and let her words pray over me. And it felt so good. It felt so right to start my day that way. I thought, “How wonderful it would be, to wake up every morning, and have someone pray over you!”
I continued on with my morning, and as I was coming home from taking my daughter to school, I was listening to Christian radio. Thinking again, how this just added to the previous prayer in starting my day right. Jeremy Camp was on, singing about the power that we have through God. As if God were reminding me.
Then, it happened. As I was driving, I looked up into the sky, because the sun was coming out. And I saw it.
A cloud – in the shape of a heart. I kid you not. It was as if God was telling me, “I love you.”
I got tears in my eyes. I grabbed my phone and waited to turn into my neighborhood, so I could pull over and take a picture. It was only about a minute away. I looked up again as I turned into my neighborhood, and that heart cloud was gone.
God placed it there for my eyes alone. For me. Personally. No one else. And once I saw it and felt His love, it was gone.
What a different way to start my day! What a PERFECT way to start my day. With HIM.
How often I neglect Him. How often, I start my day with my own thoughts and agenda. No prayer. No Bible Verse. No Christian music. NO GOD.
Oh, what I miss out on!
If only we could all wake up feeling loved for, as I did on that Friday morning. I wish that for all of us.