See, I am doing something new! Now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? In the wilderness I will make a way, in the wasteland, rivers. –Isaiah 43:19
I doubt and forget so easily. I catch myself wandering back to that treacherous question, “Did God really…?” Did God really say He’d do something new? Did God really promise to redeem things? Did God really help you so much in the past?
Even though the answer is a resounding YES, I let it slip away, wanting Him to prove it to me all over again.
Even though I don’t deserve it, God keeps proving it to me.
I just finished a 6-week seminar called Living the Spirit-filled Catholic Life, formerly called Life in the Spirit. The first four weeks prepared us to receive an outpouring of the Holy Spirit. Week five was the big week–a beautiful evening of prayer and worship that deserves its own blog post and more. In the course of that evening, I chose of a team of two women to pray over me to be baptized in the Holy Spirit.
While some people experienced obvious, dramatic manifestations of the Holy Spirit, my experience was much more quiet, reflective, and gentle. God brought a person from my childhood back into my life that night, and that caused tears to flow freely.
That gentle experience is very much in line with the way God moves in my life. In many ways, it is my preference, but because it is not a dramatic experience, I too often doubt it and let it slip away. Even though it didn’t feel big, I believe it was. I believe I am more filled with the Holy Spirit and equipped to move forward in whatever God has for me.
And then God did something big and fun.
A friend of a friend needed someone with long hair who was willing to undergo a big change so she could enter a styling competition. I volunteered–and it all actually materialized! Several people have thrown words like “brave” around to describe this transformation. I just plain had fun. I needed a change. An opportunity arose for a free makeover, and I said yes.
This makeover took place just days after being prayed over. Now my outside matches my inside, and each morning when I look in the mirror, I remember what God did.
See, I am doing something new.
This post is linked with Britta Lafont’s Meet Me in the Middle Project.
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