GOD'S FEATHERS What are they?
She came in like a whirlwind and threw herself on the couch. She told me
a story of
a friend who
offended her, wounding her deeply. She spoke and conviction pounded me like a
judge's gavel. I had done the same thing to one of my friends. Ouch! God's feathers!
He spoke eloquently, sharing
his message.
"When you walk the path
you're clearing it for the next generation."
The speaker inspired me to
ask myself questions. How could I walk the path for my
children and
grandchildren so I would clear it? What
exactly is the path? What a message! God's
feathers?
She served us an Italian
dinner at the restaurant. When I asked her why she had
such a good attitude
she said, "Why not. I'm thankful for what I have. I might not be able to
do this someday. Glad to do it now. " I thought carpe diem ... a topic that had
come often to my mind in recent days. Heavenly affirmation for the spiritual
study to take? Some just call it coincidence but I have experienced so many of
these before ... I call them God's
feathers.
She came to me for
counseling. Her emotions and appearance in disarray. I heard a voice within me
say, "She has a gun. Careful." She did. God's feathers.
God's Feathers? What are God's feathers?
For me they're messages. Words needed at just
the right time. On occasions they have
come to convict me. Other times these words came to inspire me or warn me.
Sometimes, like with the waitress mentioned, they reinforce the guidance I
have been drawn to already. Her words were a repetition of a theme running
through my mind ... something I wanted to study
the following week. It just happened
that the same theme floated from her
lips and that my spirit did a flip receiving it? No. I don't think so.
Why do
I name them God's feathers? I
choose the term from an instance in the Bible. From a Scripture that describes The Spirit of God, descending on Jesus like a
dove. (John 1:32) I picture the
Spirit's passage through the lips of a person that's giving me His message. I
imagine that He leaves precious feathers, God's
message, when he swiftly flies by.
God's feathers.
In my life, throughout the years, I've
found interesting facts about The Spirit's messengers. The Spirit is not partial. He uses
multiple messengers of different ages, gender and nationalities. They come with
diverse skin colors and religions ... believers
and nonbelievers. Often, the messenger doesn't even know he's giving me a
message. The ways of The Spirit are mysterious indeed! Who can fully comprehend
them? When the message came to my mind about the gun, was the messenger that
whispered it an angel? The Biblical meaning for the word angel is a ministering spirit, a messenger. (Hebrews
1:14)
I
labor at staying open and sensitive but my life, at times, is like a subway
train, flashing by with schedules to keep and passengers to get to their needed
destination. I dread to think of
messages I've missed that came from such sacred distance. Precious feathers
I have overlooked or, yet worse, trampled.
So, if at some time you see me gazing
upon your face like one hypnotized by what you're saying, there's a good
chance I have found, within your words, God's
feathers!