Journal Entry 6/20/13

Hallelujah Billboard Recreate

Good Morning Papa!  I am thankful that Your whisper was loud this morning 🙂  So many thoughts and praise and so little time.  I pray You will stretch time this morning.

Thank You for the Jesus Calling devotional this morning….

“I speak to you continually.  My nature is to communicate, though not always in words.  I fling glorious sunsets across the sky, day after day after day.  I speak in the faces and voices of loved ones.  I caress you with a gentle breeze that refreshes and delights you.  I speak softly in the depths of your spirit, where I have taken up residence.  You can find Me in each moment, when you have eyes that see and ears that hear.  Ask My Spirit to sharpen your spiritual eyesight and hearing.  I rejoice each time you discover My Presence.  Practice looking and listening for Me during quiet intervals.  Gradually you will find Me in your moments.  You will seek Me and find Me, when you seek Me above all else.”

THANK YOU PAPA!  That TODAY in the verses listed is my FAVORITE verse, Jeremiah 29:13.  Thank YOU Papa for opening my eyes to see and ears to hear a new verse that I love and how it makes me think of my youngest when he was just 3 years old shouting “HALLELUJAH” out of nowhere.  The beauty is I am pretty certain he did not hear that word from anyone in our family – possibly daycare but most certainly not from family.  I have wondered A LOT about what made him say that at that exact moment on that exact freeway on that exact trip to Chicago…. And then, my heart walks in step with You when I recall what happened seconds after he said that out of blue, and I KNOW IT WAS ALL YOU!  I love how You gave all of us in the car confirmation that “Yes, that is what the child said”  Praise You Papa!  Praise You for making sure none of us would miss that moment or that none of us could forget it.  For mere seconds after my sweet child said “Hallelujah” we all “happen” to glance to our left.  And there, sitting back off the freeway we were on was a billboard with a blue background and a small white dove in the lower right hand corner and all it said was Hallelujah.  That one word filled the billboard.  At the time I knew the word was spoken in church but I didn’t know what it really meant or when or why it was said.  I thought it was so cool when it happened but it would be years before that treasured moment in time would sink deep into my heart.  It took seeking and find you Papa to realize what a rare gem that moment was.  I have often said to my child “I wonder what God whispered to you that made you say that.”  Then today I read a verse that gives clarity to the story.

Matthew 21:15-16  “The leading priests and the teachers of religious law saw these wonderful miracles and heard even the children in the temple shouting “Praise God for the Son of David.”  But the leaders were indignant.  They asked Jesus, “Do you hear what these children are saying?”  “Yes” Jesus replied, “Haven’t you ever read the Scriptures?  For they say ‘You have taught the children and infants to give you praise.’

Psalm 8:1-4  “O Lord, our Lord, Your majestic name fills the earth!  Your glory is higher than the heavens.  You have taught children and infants to tell of Your strength, silencing Your enemies and all who oppose You.  When I look at the night sky and see the work of Your fingers – the moon and the stars You set in place – what are mere mortals that You should think about them, human beings that You should care for them?”

What amazing love You have for me to make Your presence known to this blind mother and by grace opening my eyes to Your wonders!  ALL GLORY TO YOU FATHER!  THANK YOU!!


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