When we tell the story of ourselves, we take care to paint the picture to obtain a certain response. Using the right colors we take the listener or reader to a land "far far away". Even without knowing the simple repetition we set the scene and begin.
It was ....
We call this eloquent dance of words and fanciful telling, "our testimony". Never taking a introspection of intent we go deeply into the tragedy and launch into triumph. Leaving the listener with an amazing sense of hope, tears, laughter, fear or even joy.
But what about the unwritten story, what about what happens every day. That time in between testimonies when life is for the living. What is our story then? Do you only inquire of Heaven in the drastic encounters or desires?
This time, everyday when you just live. The Most High is even there. When you eat your food. When you listen to music. When you brush your teeth or even when you are reading a post like this.
Become conscious.
At these simple unwritten times, The Most High is trying to teach, interact and provide. This is the real testimony, when you are just living and hopefully learning. Even this most important time should be observed.
”Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth.“
Psalm 46:10 KJV
Don't just make Him a Sunday love story.
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Wow wow wow! In my meditation this morning, I heard “BE STILL and BECOME conscious of the the Most High”….stillness is KEY 🔑