Everyday Touches of the Divine
Thursday, August 15, 2013
I came across this article and just had to share it. How often do we pray for something and then not pay attention to the answer to our prayers. Take a moment as you pray, be aware of everything around you. Even in our journey to lose weight, we pray that God will help us and then we sabatoge ourselves. Take the time to be aware as you go forward.
Glimpses of heaven happen to us all the time, if only we have eyes to see.
People often write to me about experiences they have which speak to them of the nearness of God. These little glimpses of heaven help us to open our eyes and ears to God's presence in our lives.
We pray at times as if we expect God to be available whenever we want Him to be and to answer our prayers immediately. Perhaps it’s better to live in a prayerful awareness of the nearness of God, surrounded by angelic beings, deeply aware of our needs and ready to help at all times. Prayer enables us to be aware of and receptive to this gift which God the Father made possible through the life, death and resurrection of His Divine Son.
A distraught friend drives a good distance to visit a chapel, which is closed when she arrives. As she sits on the steps and weeps, two beautiful red cardinals perch nearby and bring her comfort.
The elderly mother who cannot walk far prays for a parking space close to the store. As she comes up the lane, a woman pulls out of a space next to the door and smiles at her.
A lost medal shows up in the dark after the owner senses she needs to go outside with a flashlight and look in a certain spot.
What does it mean when an old and cherished rosary disappears and cannot be found, even when the nightstand where it is kept is turned upside down and emptied, to no avail. Prayers are heaven-sent with vigor and when the drawer is opened again, the rosary is sitting on top of all the books in plain sight.
It means that when we are told in Scripture that every hair on our head is known to God, it is true. We have only to believe. Glimpses of heaven happen to us every day, if only we have eyes to see.
By Trudy Harris
Trudy Harris is the author of Glimpses of Heaven.