The "Sun" and the "Father" is not much "farther"

After a long, yet uneventful day at work; I decided that I needed to treat myself to a long overdue nail appointment. I sat in the nailshop, and looked around me, left and right. Of course, again, I was the only chocolate woman there. Everyone watched me as I carefully walked thru the ailse of people to ensure that my hips didn't sway too much causing stares or fearfully knock something over. I sat in the pedicure chair and let some of the week's stresses melt away. My nail salon experience went well, and away I went. I decided, I mean it was Friday and all...to take a new way home. I spoke to the Honey for about 2 minutes and my phone went dead, and I just rode. I saw new developments, homes and retail places, etc..Then something awesome happened. Straight ahead, was the Sun. It was magnificient and bold. I'd never seen the sun look so wonderful and powerful. It was round and magical. Perfectly positioned and extrodinarily perfect. It seemed as though this moment stood still, for just a few seconds everything aligned and it all made sense. Quietly, I could hear the song "Eye is on the Sparrow". Then it hit me, like a light bulb "God is in control". If he can align things so perfectly to ensure that if we were any closer to the sun we'd burn and any further away we'd freeze. I mean if HE could design the world and the solar system so perfectly, certainly there is a plan for me. Who am I compared to the might of the Sun? And, who is the Sun in the shadow of the Grand Creator?

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It made me see, that what I feel, what I go thru is nothing. It is so small; so insignificant that I would believe that those small things even mattered. I was instantly humbled, and ever so apologetic in my heart for every moment that I ever let stress enter my soul. I knew then that a change was in order. I had to wipe away the tangible and ever so fruitless thoughts and ideas that once clouded my mind. I understood Lauryn Hill, where she says "Nothing even matters". My God, she was right. My body. My things. My voice. It is all temporary, it is all small. I want my spirit to be an energetic contribution to this world, this home, however temporary that the Lord hath made for me. I want to know that I have done well. I need to know that my purpose is being fulfilled. So that one day, when this Elizabeth, no longer walks, sees, hears or breaths, my energy, my spirit can reside in the heavens, a degree between the sun, and the Father.


Selah People


Be well :)