I have always loved thoughts. Some kids go around the house humming or beating on things or zooming their little cars. I played (and prayed) with ideas:
- Why are we here?
- Why are we so blessed?
- What is our purpose and meaning?
This week as a part of my time with Him, He has required me to sit and feel. I'll admit it's a new practice for me. Mostly it has been a time to feel what I haven't wanted to feel, so it hurts a bit, but I feel so much lighter for the rest of the day. It is delightful sweetness to feel it in His presence. He tells me that my pain is precious to Him and that He holds all of our tears in a bottle.
Try it for yourself. I'd love to hear what He does with you...