God Moments

Momentous moments are those that impact me profoundly. Not necessarily good feeling, but often awe inspiring, they are the ones that have honed the better parts of me, buffed up the already shiny spots and begun the polishing of those not so shiny spots. Soul shattering and Soul emending moments defining the person who I am.

I call them God moments, those times I have come face to face with my Creator. In folk lore and fairy tales it would be the tale of the stranger at the door. Experiences where I sat across the table from my God and we shared a cup of coffee, or a meal, or even something larger while I learned the lesson of that moment.

Momentous because they give me a personal experience, a feeling of closeness so intimate that I can lay my head against his shoulder or lay all my burdens at his feet and know that I am perfectly okay, or better, that I am exactly who I am supposed to be and even after these moments pass, the happening of them stays here.

I know what it is to stir the scrambled eggs in His name, or to wash dirty laundry with a love so great it is unimaginable. I know the experience of love so infinite it cannot be expressed in any way except life.