Meeting God....

There were many supernatural experiences during my crazy time.  One was a visit in the middle of the night by a floating woman.  She was glowing, dark hair and something in me didn't like her.  It wasn't an angel.  I spoke, "Jesus" and she immediately disappeared.  Hmmm.....I had heard such stories, but it really worked!  This happened after I had moved into my parents house. So, these things were following me.  Bummer!

Well, a little over a year of bible study and prayer, as well as some fasting seeking God's presence allowed my brain to become still.  I even became a tongue talking, revival meeting, three hour worship service Pentecostal Christian.  Through it all, the fear, pride and voices all began to diminish (although, I still deal with fear and pride - I'm human).  But, the crazies were going away.  A new life began and a little bit of wisdom was instilled.  There is (I hope) a much better way to learn these lessons and I do not recommend a similar path, although, many have taken it.

During this time I learned many things.  One very important lesson - we all hear voices.  Maybe not audibly, but we hear them.  We struggle, as human beings, with our own desires and trying to control those around us to meet those desires.  The more relationships I build, the more I see this is true.  We also struggle with other's opinions.  Women, especially struggle with it.  Peer opinions and the opinions of our husband or significant other can devastate, encourage or direct our decisions.  We want them to like us and try to control their liking us.  It is a difficult thing to let go of controlling others and the secret is, if we let go and let God, the best things happen.

Slowly rebuilding a life, a new life, for myself and my daughter was in order.  We eventually moved into a room mate situation, I began looking for better paying jobs.  Several homes later, we moved into a cute apartment and lived for some time.  God continued to provide little miracles and blessings along the way.  We were often surprised by His gifts.  One time, the church gave us a huge box of food collected by the school.  As we were unpacking the box, it was filled with many favorites.  Coincidence?  I believe it was God reminding us He hadn't forgotten.  He was in the details.

There were some additional minor speed bumps along the way, but we got through it.  There were mistakes I wish I hadn't made as a parent, but we seem to have moved past them. In spite of me, God has created something pretty amazing in my daughter.  She has grown into a phenomenal young woman who will graduate from college this year.  My life has been truly blessed with an amazing second chance at marriage.  I am now married to a man who loves God, loves me and loves my daughter.  Miracles happen every day!

Upcoming blogs will share lessons learned and more stories from the crazy year....see you next week!

(c) 2011 Daphne Keys