Dawn came, still and soft, revealing a bright sun in a clear
sky. Ah. Spring.
As the morning has unfolded, a breeze started lightly,
teasing the daffodils into delightful dances. I see the movement but I don’t
see the cause of it.
We’re in Holy Spirit season. Forty-five years ago the wind
of the Spirit blew into my life, clearing my cache of sin and reviving me with
a deep infilling of joy, love, faith and assurance of my identity in Christ. I
hope and pray that others can see I am dancing with God.
He changed my life. On this day which marks my physical
entry into the world, I am also remembering with gratitude and joy my spiritual
entry into the fullness of the kingdom of God, both the now and the not-yet.
Enjoy this glorious day!
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