I had this crazy encounter with God last week. The details don’t matter except to say that I was at my wits end. I had planted myself on my couch in desperation. I read my bible, I worshiped. I sat there crying, and crying out to the Lord, that I didn’t know what to do. I was hurting, and I needed to hear from Him. My heart was breaking and I knew I needed His comfort and His wisdom.
“How do I fix this?” I feebly said.
First came a wave of comfort like a blanket around my shoulders. Then came a wave of peace settling my mind and spirit. Then ever so gently came His reply.
“You’re trying to fix something. I am trying to heal something,” He said.