Peace, Walk, Now: Chapter 8, Cont.

I have seen that miracles work and miracles are real.

We all live busy lives, I get it. Life has been pretty busy for me lately as well. I took two weeks off from posting (hope you understand) and wondered if I would just end the story where we left off?

Quick Recap: It was the pivotal point where I revealed a secret:

I have seen that miracles work and miracles are real.

Miracles are the language of the Holy Spirit.

In hindsight, I understand that I left the places I left because I needed to remember this Voice.

I call it a “secret” because, well, I don’t think a lot of people know about it. There’s a lot of noise in the world trying to get into our minds so that we can’t even hear the sound of our own voice, let alone the sound of Intelligence—or know how to discern between the noise and the Intelligence.

If I’m being completely honest, I’m not sure that people are interested in hearing the details of how I discern this Intelligence. In the end, my story is basically about details related to me.

The real story is YOUR encounter with the Intelligence that leads YOU in miraculous ways.

I can’t convince anyone to ask for miracles. It’s sad for me to watch people I care about in pain. Rather, it’s sad for me to watch anyone in pain. But I have learned over and over again that I can’t “fix” people’s problems—nor should I try or even consider that I have a right to.

Free will.

But check this out…

Last night my pregnant friend from Colorado called. (Catch up on that part of the story here, though she’s no longer pregnant or lives in Colorado.)

We hadn’t spoken in a while and she wanted to share her gratitude that I’m willing to share these personal things with others. I told her that I truly appreciate her encouragement and feedback.

But check this out…

I told her I wasn’t sure that I would keep posting—because, like I said, “blah, blah, blah, details, who cares?…”

And then she said something that paused me. Remember that feeling I told you about in my last post? The feeling of my blood pausing its flow for a quantum second?

She said she was just getting back from doing something that was literally the exact detail (LOL!) of the next part of this story. She didn’t know what the detail or the next part of the story was or that I was getting ready to not share about it.

I told her that after my last post, I had asked for a sign about whether or not to continue with the story.

Can I say WOW! Thank you Friend!!

Message received. :)

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So okie, dokie… Here we go… miracles… details about miracles… more miracles…