Two totally unrelated but related things!
Last night at church we sang a song that almost knocked me over. I’ll admit, during my worship time there are moments, days, months, or whatever..that I don’t necessarily ENGAGE in the worship completely. BUT, Last night was a night that I began to engage my soul and I was shaken as I heard these words come out of my mouth:
“Open up the sky, FALL DOWN LIKE FIRE, we don’t want anything but you”
Here’s the song:
Seriously!!! Did I want God to open up the sky and fall down like fire? I stopped singing and thought about it. It was a moment I could not process completely. It is a ‘hard to swallow’ word that, although I want to say I was singing the words from the deepest desire of my heart, I’m was not sure about it!
My baby got baptized in the Deschutes river today!
As I heard her declare her love for Jesus out loud, as I watched her walk into the icy cold waters, as I watched her daddy pray with her and her Pastor lead her, as I saw her go under and come back up; Tears filled my eyes and I was shocked to find my self praying “Fall down like fire, Jesus, Fall down like fire!”. I got it! It all made sense. The song came to life before my eyes and I was able to embrace it! I want Jesus to fall down like fire into my children’s lives, I want them to be able to sing “We don’t want anything but you!”
And, so, that is how fire from heaven is related to my beautiful daughter! My greatest desire is that she would pray for God to open up the sky and fall down like fire in her life!
I love you Abby, you are my sunshine and you are MY GIRL!
P.S. If you don’t know Abby, here is a story that explains her 100%. She went to have her impressions done by her orthodontist last week. I was concerned because she has a HUGE gage reflex and I just knew she’d end up throwing up all over the poor hygienist! Abby had no idea what to expect, she had heard stories and yet that didn’t deter her from hopping on down the hallway. Before I could finish signing the financial documents and giving my right arm for the impending bill for treatment, she was done! I asked her if she gagged and she said NO! I said, No? why not, I don’t understand. She just smiled and said, “I imagined it was pink frosting and I just relaxed and enjoyed it!” Lemons to lemonade in one brilliant 8 year old mind!