“There is a voice that doesn’t use words. Listen.” Rumi
Some people say this voice is intuition. Some people say it’s the Holy Spirit pressing upon your soul. I think they are one in the same.
Have you ever been in the middle of something and all of a sudden you get a chill up your spine and goose bumps all over your body?
What about that anxious feeling where your stomach just hurts for no apparent reason?
I hate both those feelings.
The other night I was awakened out of a sound sleep and had that ‘feeling’… I started to pray… not exactly sure what for. As I laid there I instantly thought of Taylor all the way in Indiana. Was she OK? Was something happening?
So I prayed. I prayed for a long time for her protection.
After awhile I felt a peace come over and I knew she was OK. I laid there and envisioned her beautiful face in my mind… and I just knew. She was OK.
I’ve always believed that as moms we have this inner voice that tells us when we need to send prayers heavenward for our children. There’s a natural bond that lives within our souls that seems to connect with them no matter where they are… even on the other side of the world.
I laid there for a while longer until I drifted off to sleep… the last thing I remember thinking was how much I love and miss her…
Until next time,