Communicating with God

Communicating with God

I’ve always been a firm believer that there are no coincidences. Things happen intricately with each other throughout our lives, piece by piece to form the bigger picture in which we all live. So when I put the beginnings of this post into my drafts, the pieces of thoughts about writing and communicating with God…I wasn’t sure if what I was trying to say would make sense.

 {Sidebar: I have got to, like seriously must, stop second guessing and doubting myself, my thoughts, and subsequently my words. I hold back far too much due to being “unsure” and it’s all pretty sad, the things I keep to myself that I could be sharing in fear that I might be “wrong”. But I digress….}

I wasn’t sure, if the way I felt that I communicated with God was, ya know, like an “acceptable” way. Like it was real. Like it had meaning. Ugh, I cringe writing that out now. How limiting those words are. Like it was real? Seriously?! And this is what I mean–and what you will come to understand hopefully if I can ever get to the point–when I talk about how God communicates with me. I can think all day long, I can even talk it out sometimes, but none of it really makes sense. I can never really get to the root of it all until I write. When I write, it all becomes clear. The answers I seek appear before me. The peace, the calm, the clarity, the discernment that comes when I write is truly a divine phenomenon.

God communicates with me through my writing. 

I know this to be true. When I tell you the way things are really worked out for me when I started to pour myself out with words? Sis. They aren’t mine. I assure you, they aren’t. I don’t have these answers as I’m thinking over my issues and dilemmas. I don’t have them when I’m attempting to explain something, to identify something, to expound on something. They aren’t there. I promise you. But when I write, they all come. Every time. It’s even lowkey one of the affirmations that I wrote: My creativity is limitless. I initially wrote that to mean, as a professional writer, I never have to worry about not having something to say, because the words always come. But, it’s only now that I’m beginning to have a deeper understanding of why that is. My creativity is God communicating with me. It’s the God within me (Psalms 46:5).

I feel like I’ve known this for a long time. It’s one of the reasons why I love to journal my bible study and prayers. I can get my true prayers out when I write them. When I speak them from the top of my head, they never come out right. And there’s something to be said about praying with a bunch of empty words…sips tea…

And when you pray, do not keep on babbling like pagans, for they think they will be heard because of their many words. Do not be like them, for your Father knows what you need before you ask him. ~Matthew 6:7-8

And for clarity, because I do believe in the power of the tongue, I often read them aloud after I’ve written them.

But even though I’ve known this, because of the person I am–I’m trying to change I promise I am–I still didn’t write this post. Maybe it was “busyness” or maybe it was me still seeking confirmation that my thoughts and feelings were valid. Another cringeworthy moment–#Notetoself: Your thoughts and feelings are ALWAYS valid. But it was when I saw a tweet that put in 140 characters what it’s taking me a whole post and a thousand months to write:

Prayer is when you talk to God. Meditation is when God talks to you. ~ Maryam Hasnaa

And for me, personally, for Tyshia…writing is one of my most deepest forms of meditation. Writing is when God talks to me. And I will forever be thankful for our conversations. ~xoxo

Every Sunday I share a letter from my journey with those on my email list. WELL SPENT is part things I’ve come across that inspire me and things I think might resonate with you.

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