I'm always amazed when God unexpectedly does things for me or shows me things I don't know. My spirit-man does leaps and jumps, dancing within the confines of this body, but not able to bust loose.
I'm taking a writing class and we were given a few topics to choose from for our creative writing assignment that morning. The Stairway stood out to me like a neon light. OK, so The Stairway it will be. Immediately, in my mind's eye I saw the stairway that led to our second-floor apartment in Queens, NY when I was a young child. Somehow I knew this was going to be a cathartic writing assignment. I hadn't thought of that stairway in 50 years.
I had an epiphany while writing. I was back in that time, at that age and place, feeling, hearing, sensing my little world around me, and reliving those moments. As I penned my words, I realized what an special place that stairway was for me.
And then toward the end of my writing, The LORD showed me something about my creative imagination and my mother.
The little girl deep within me sighed a sigh of ah-ha, now I understand - another epiphanic moment where I learned sometime about my mother straight from my Heavenly Father. After 51 years, I guess my Father decided now was the time for me to understand one more thing about my mommy, stirring love in my heart for her, even though she is long passed on. The deep revalatory understanding is a gift He gives me whenever He heals me from my past.
You can read the story called The Stairwell's Secrets under the Heart Warmers page at the top of the blog. It's the last story on that page.
Thank You, my Father. I am truly, truly blessed.
Because of Him and Unto Him,