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| 3/5ths of my favorite new family |
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| The kids during worship |
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| Allan praying for the message Pastora Ruth is about to share |
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| Pastora Ruth praying for a lady who visited us today |
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| Jeremy is a member of the new family. He is also a prophet. Here he and Pastor Paysen are praying for Soyla |
While I was praying God showed me that He is always with me. I envisioned Him arm in arm with me, like when a father walks his daughter down the aisle to be married. He showed me that He is always by my side. I am never alone.
Then the feeling changed. He was still walking me down the aisle, but what I felt was a Father's love. There was a sense of peace knowing that, while my earthly father is gone, I will always have the fatherly love of God the Father. So comforting.
At the end of church we had a time of prayer. Soft music was playing. Everyone else had their hands up, worshiping God. But for some reason it didn't feel right for me to raise my hands. Instead, I crossed my arms in front of me and swayed back and forth to the music. The next thing I knew I had an almost tangible experience of dancing with God my Father.
It was like we were at the wedding reception. It was a mixture of the Father/daughter dance and a couple's first dance as man and wife. I rested my head on his shoulder and he held me tight. It was amazing. I was safe and more loved that I have felt in a long, long time. I just danced and danced.
When the music stopped I tried to stop, but God wasn't done with me yet. so I put my head back on His shoulder and danced a little more until we were done. I can almost feel it as I write. What a beautiful and restful place to be: slow dancing with my Father God.
