That changed me.

I honestly have never felt anything like it.

In my whole life and with countless people having prayed for me… that has never happened. And from one of the most unexpected sources.

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Her and I…we have known each other for decades, we have no bad stories… but no good stories either.

The hours tallied in each others company only topped by the amount of words never exchanged.  What is a few more decades of this?  Her solid gaze and one word answers told me enough.

We would continue on this way… the way where we have no bad stories but no good ones either…it was just safer this way.      I tried again last night… all of us brought together by one woman who He told to bring us to one place.  Collect us from our husbands and babies.    Capture us away from our schedules and responsibilities.  Each of us with very strong gifts… and a matching willingness to do whatever He asks…. With that in mind, I tried again…

Her strong eyes matching mine and our silent  agreement reached… no bad stories but no good ones either. Agreed.

Whatever that was I can’t tell you what she prayed over me… but the Spirit she prayed with was so … I  barely know how to describe it…

… it was so unearthly, so beyond this world

….it was very directed like  it was just for you and it could not be diluted.

… it didn’t fray around the edges like prayers often do.

….it laid across your shoulders like the coziest blanket. You could feel the perfect heaviness of it rest upon you

….it wasn’t the words but the threads of the Spirit knit across your back.

…. it was her offering.  It was what she had… and like two coins they dropped in and filled to overflowing wealth.

…. it was the most extravagant thing I have ever felt. in.my.whole.life.

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If that exists… and now I know it does… if that facet of Him exists I want it.  I wanted it for her more than I wanted it for myself.  All I could think and pray  was , “dear God what is this?…. please I need to give this back to her… tell me how to bless her… how to offer her this back… this extravagance…. this best dress… this priceless jewelry… dear God what is this?  This kind of extravagance needs to be celebrated with communion….yes God that is what  I will do and more…yes”.

So with that and only a lemon cupcake  to break and share we took communion together…..the Spirit in me wanting to partake,  to share with her something more for her than for myself…. an overwhelming need to bless someone … so her strong eyes met my wide ones… no bad stories but now only extravagance. Agreed.

~Right as I was about to hit “Publish” I realized that yesterday I claimed the day to be revelatory. I had no idea any of this was going to happen. What a beautiful ending to a Beautiful Start.  All because one woman…heard on a treadmill at the gym to gather these women together.  When others looked over at her they saw her running nowhere… but all which was spiritual saw her running miles for others…for her family… for her legacy… for Him.  On that day she agreed with the God of restoration and she said no to partnering with evil or dissension.    She ran in the wake of a King !~