Shortly before John and I took Arie on our two-week-long road trip vacation, I shared with you about an amazing spiritual experience I had; a gift of prayer and the laying on of hands which I was so blessedly given. Since I wrote that post, God has confirmed to me again and again the reality of what happened. By that I mean this: I am tempted to question whether something spiritual truly happened that night and in the weeks leading up to it, or whether I strung a few coincidental experiences together and made them falsely appear to be divinely arranged.
Those questions have been answered by outside events and voices, confirming that I'm not just painting a magical picture in my mind. Some of those confirmations I have hidden in my heart. Some I will share in due time, though I do not believe that time has yet come. This is not a hidden pregnancy announcement; I have not conceived, yet I believe God has begun something beautiful in my life. I walk around these days feeling like a little girl who knows her parents have an exciting secret surprise waiting for her after school. I don't know what the surprise is exactly, but I have an unshakable feeling that something great is about to happen!
One confirmation I do want to share with you is a small but meaningful thing that happened among the 50+ hours my little family spent driving in a car over the last two weeks:
Before we left I asked friends for some audiobook recommendations in a tough category: I wanted something that John and I would enjoy, but that would be safe enough for Arie's little ears. Not scary, no swearing, no mature themes, but not a kid's book and not boring. I actually didn't know if anything would fit the bill, but I got some great recommendations and headed to the library to see if I could find them.
Everything recommended to me was either already checked out or not available. Darn. With a shrug I grabbed three other choices that seemed acceptable and left the library. Among the three audiobooks in hand was Beth Moore's "Jesus, the One and Only."
I have to tell you I feel a little guilty that I didn't finish listening to the audio book (in fact I only got through the first of 10 CDs!), but everything I needed to hear from that book was in the first chapter. Despite the fact that I was straining to listen as I drove our car, not wanting to wake sleeping Arie in the back seat, and sitting on about a week's worth of trail mix crumbs, listening to Beth Moore's first words was a divine moment for me. Based on Luke 1 which includes the story of the old childless couple Zechariah and Elizabeth who would conceive and birth John the Baptist here are her words: