He woos me to His side and I listen carefully to clues I hear about His direction for me in the coming year. I love September. It is a special time for me. I look for Him in a word or phrase; He speaks in the quiet hours. He weaves my life’s days together in such a way that I see a glimpse of him in everything. I look at my simple days and that word pops up like a revelation and I know He is near.
The fall Jewish feast days explode with meaning for me as a Christ follower pursuing my Jewish roots. The forty days of Teshuvah, or time of return, depict God calling us back to Him spiritually for a deeper relationship. The sound of the shofar every morning, a wake-up call warns me not to miss what God is about to do. That shofar blast scatters my enemies releasing breakthrough where needed. Then comes Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year, a brand new start. Yom Kippur follows, a time of deep repentance and fasting. It then leads into the Feast of Tabernacles depicting how God cares for us and we celebrate His provision usually looking for an opportunity to bless someone. The season is about blessings.
I remember last fall, 2015. I am Creator He whispers. I wonder to myself “Am I not aware enough of His wonderful creation? Have I taken for granted His beauty around me?” He impresses upon me Wait until you see what I am going to create in the coming days!
He has done so much more than create oceans and mountains and the countryside I admire in my ordinary days. He tells me He is God who creates new hearts and attitudes. Nothing is impossible.
I look back with our good friends, Lori & Brian and thank Him for healing Brian of cancer last year. The doctors told us Brian needs a new kidney and we waited for the donor with the proper fit. Our faith stretched! During spring, the operation succeeded. Brian recovered fast! Recently, Lori bought Brian a new Harley Sportster because he’s been through so much, “He deserves it,” she said.
I ponder my own life this past year and realize only God can create a bridge where a thick brick wall once stood. I shook my head negatively five years ago refusing to believe I could ever forgive Sookie’s dad. I know God’s word is true when He says He can create a clean heart and renew a right spirit within me. Our amazing daughter, whose name means strength, took the high road and forgave because she believes in the supernatural power of unconditional love. I will never forget when my husband followed her lead and proclaimed over our family “We have all suffered enough.”
God released angels on our behalf to bring healing where strife once made its home. I sat back in amazement this summer in restaurants or at my dinner table as Sookie and her dad shared not only meals with us but life and goals too. Only God can heal like that with absence of tension. Healing takes time as forgiveness works its way in our hearts.
September is here and He’ll do it again. He’ll lead believers to Himself. Draw close to me, Beloved, He beckons.
Time of Refreshment
I’m sensing the need to pause, to seek hiatus from the internet for the rest of the month to listen to the sound of the shofar inviting me to draw near to Him, to listen and to observe once again.
And then…I’ll be back.