You know where to find me on Friday mornings! Over at Kate’s, nursing a mug of coffee, and doing a quick assessment of today’s word prompt. I try not to over-think it – I’ve been known to kick a few dead horses in my day – in fact, this morning I saw the word HIDE but for some reason it registered REST in my brain. Yes, weird – but hey, I never claimed to be “all together!” Let’s get on with it…HIDE
Timer is set. 5 minutes begin NOW.
I can trust you, right? If I tell you something I’m not exactly proud of, you’ll keep it to yourself, yes? Then, good, because I am going to share with you the day I hid…
It all happened about 20 or so years ago. My hubs and I had a rip-roaring fight. Words were exploding. Emotions flailing. IT WAS UGLY. I was so angry I had lost control – seriously. Remember, this is between you and me.
Suddenly during this
discussion rampage, Holy Spirit shot an arrow through me. I ran upstairs into my craft room, slammed the door, and hid. I got down on the floor and cried out to the Lord, If You don’t do something IN me right now, I’m not sure what I am capable of doing. Just like Jacob, the Lord and I wrestled. On the floor. In hiding. I’m not sure how long I laid there but I can tell you this, I left that room a different person.
In my hiding, The Comforter came.
He always does.
(finished with time to spare – )