Last week, I wrote to you about the unmistakeable sign God sent me at a writers’ conference I attended the weekend before. He was telling me to “Forgive,” by placing that word in hard, cold metal form on a table with my name pointing to it. If you haven’t had a chance to read the post, you may want to check it out before reading on.
This week, I’d like to tell you about a second sign: the name of God on the paper where conference organizers had taped my name. As I mentioned last week, a prayer room was lined with tables where we could find our names attached to a sheet of paper with one of the names of God, such as Adonai, El-Shaddai, Elohim, and Yahweh. Here’s what I saw:
|My name taped to the top of this page;
Jehovah-Shammah, the Lord my companion
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I couldn’t ignore it even if I had wanted to. The sign was so obviously for me. I knew my name would be there.
Have you ever asked God to send you a sign? And followed up with, “And please, God, make it an unmistakeable one?” The movie “Bruce Almighty” has a scene that speaks to any of us who have ever asked God for a clear signal of what we should do. I can relate to Bruce begging for a sign from God and then ignoring the very clear signs He sends. Here’s a clip, just in case you haven’t seen the movie.
I attended She Speaks this past weekend, a fantastic conference for Christian women who want to write or speak or develop a women’s ministry to share God’s messages of love, hope and healing to the world.
I had prayed and prayed and prayed some more, and my friends and family had surrounded me in prayer leading up to the conference, too. I hadn’t especially prayed for any signs, though. But God still smacked me upside the head with one anyway. Unlike Bruce Almighty, I didn’t miss it. I couldn’t. Continue reading →