Making Me....

There are fragmented moments when I feel like that prophet Elisha. Double blessings being rooted in me somehow by the Holy Spirit. I wonder what it would be like the day God revealed to him the Army of Angels guarding the lowly tents. Don't be afraid (isn't that what was said?) beacuse what you don't know is that God is so alive and touchable and moving on this earth for your immeasurable good. I was reading about St Peter's Basilica. I was reading about it because I've decided I need to see the Sistine Chapel and Michelangelo's Mary cradling Jesus in marble. A trip has been planted in my mind for the spring next year but we shall see what becomes of it. The church was built in Rome over the apostle Peter's humble grave and I thought about what Jesus said to him. How the church would be built on Peter "the Rock." I don't know what I had imagined but I wasn't thinking Jesus meant this so literally and it made my heart find faith in him more. Jesus seemed so real to me in the thought that my heart lept up. As if like Elisha something so immovable and solid of God worked its way deep down into my spirit. Reading the Book of John has a similiar effect on me. God draws me in with his gentleness and his truth. I want to live more fully now and have my lamplight readily burning up against the eve of dark. Whatever God has for me the lightness I've felt with my healing is starting to feel more solid its starting to feel like lightening. I'm not sure what God is up to but today its encouraging.