Inukshuk
I am on a clear path, yet there is so much fog. I am praying more deeply than ever and sometimes I am overwhelmed with a feeling of God at my side, God on my side, and God inside. ~ and sometimes the little voice in my head says “don’t believe, and God isn’t there at all.” I don’t like that little voice. There are people in my corner reminding me, showing me, and trusting in me. Thank you S and K and J and G.
When the little voice gets pushed aside, God is right there waiting for me, gifting me with a “God moment”. Recently I was on a family holiday in Alaska and I was called to step into a local shop where I hoped to find an Inukshuk. I don’t know why I have been drawn to them...perhaps it is their stance, or the strength of each piece supporting the next one; I am not sure. So, in a store filled with totems, I couldn’t find the Inukshuks at first, but then my daughter called me across the store and she had found some, all different sizes. As I stepped closer to the display case, there was a song playing on the CD player just underneath where I stood.
“How Great is Our God” by Chris Tomlin
The splendor of a King,
clothed in majesty
Let all the earth rejoice
All the earth rejoice
He wraps himself in Light,
and darkness tries to hide
And trembles at His voice
Trembles at His voice
How great is our God, sing with me
How great is our God, and all will see
How great, how great is our God
Age to age He stands
And time is in His hands
Beginning and the end
Beginning and the end
The Godhead Three in One
Father Spirit Son
The Lion and the Lamb
The Lion and the Lamb
Name above all names
Worthy of our praise
My heart will sing
How great is our God
How great is our God, sing with me
How great is our God, and all will see
How great, how great is our God
~ deep sigh ~ how great is our God.... This song was a sign from God, and the Inukshuk took my breath away. After having a rough couple of months, I was enveloped in Light and filled with hope once again. I felt my Dad’s presence and I began to weep. The tears spilled out of me. I had no words. It was heaven-sent.
You may call them coincidences, but I call them “God moments”. We are called to a place or a space or to someone or to somewhere...and when we pause, what we need is right there in front of us. That moment, in that store, on that street, on that shelf, called me closer and closer and God’s love came pouring from my soul and enveloped me. And what still gets me to this day? My Inukshuk needs me as much as I need it...it’s just that I didn’t know it yet.
I decided to look up the traditional meaning of the Inukshuk, and here is what I found: “you are on the right path."
~ another deep sigh ~
©kekrul, July 31, 2013