What is a hurdle? An upright frame that athletes must jump over during a race. To successfully accomplish hurdle racing a runner must have the proper skill and technique. It takes a well thought out plan. Should a runner hit a hurdle there is no penalty. During my times of track I never hurdled but I've been told that if a runner doesn't have the endurance, hurdles will get harder and harder as they come. This is my blog called "My Season of Hurdles".
If you're new to the blog please click on the following link to read about Jaylan Khristian's backstory.
http://jaylankhristian-ourblessing.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-backstory-of-jaylan-khristian.html
http://jaylankhristian-ourblessing.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-backstory-of-jaylan-khristian.html
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
My angel in disguise...
One thing that I have now learned is that when God puts something in your heart He will confirm it if you allow Him too. In the blog entry on August 7th, I stated "Sometimes when she's awake she stares so deep into my eyes and I stare so deep into her eyes. It feels like she can see my soul and I can see her soul. There's so much character in her soul. So much life. I see lots of strength and so much more that I just can't put my finger on but I trust God to show me in due time all that there is to know about her. When I sing and talk about Jesus to her it seems as if she already knows Him but wants to know more." I've had a feeling about her for a couple of days now. My feeling was confirmed by God through a good friend of mine as well as an uncle. I feel that Jay knew for herself the real purpose that she was here. She knew she was here on assignment and she knew that she only had 13 weeks to complete it. Jaylan was an angel in disguise. She wasn't meant to be here any longer than she was. She was on a mission for the kingdom of GLORY. I felt like I was staring into her soul because I was. I could see her strength because it was really there. She listened to the stories about Jesus, because she already knew Him. She was one of God's angels in disguise. She knew. We were chosen. I can't put into words the overwhelming feeling that floods into my heart for being chosen. The intimacy of His presence. The realness of His work. The MIGHTINESS of His power. I cry tears of thankfulness because I don't know what else to do. I'm so not worthy Lord. I'm so not worthy, but I am thankful. You just never know when you're in the presence of His angels. God is good!
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