This morning while in the shower I talked to God. I talk to Him a lot while in the shower. The hot water is wonderful and clears the mind and hands away from the phone and internet scrolling. I began to tell Him a story. I was shown the story while speaking and singing. I will now present to you my first story, told to God for His amusement and how God does what God does. Shows His love.
A sunny day in the park a young lad was walking and pondering life. He looked at the cool flowers to his right, just off the path. And the other same coolness flowers to his left. As he walked he talked to God. Asking silly questions and such what he normally does. Boring God most likely but most likely not. He heard some music up ahead of him off the path to the right. He walked closer and heard such beautiful sounds. He remembered he had his harmonica in his pocket and got it out and began to play along with the music. But his mind was for God to hear, not only his harmonica playing but he told God, "all the music is for you!" as he walked closer to the group playing their music. So beautifully played next to flowers and tall grasses. He looked up to the sky while playing along with them with his harmonica. He saw a wisp of white floating toward the music. He began to see several of these images of white light gather around behind the group playing their instruments. They seemed oblivious and he had some difficult for a bit playing his harmonica. He looked up and around the group and was surrounded by angels! He couldn't believe his eyes! He smiled while playing the harmonica which caused him to miss some notes. Can't smile and play. He listened to the absolute most beautiful sounds of angels singing and the group playing all in an indescribable flow.
He stepped back and sat on a concrete bench. He was overwhelmed and smiled and pointed to the heavens, "this is for you God!" The music played and the notes began to turn the clock of time. Time hurriedly removed him from the moment. He was an adult. He fell away from the fantasy. There was still a small bit of singing from the angels but the people were gone. He was sad and went to the park on his lunch to try to get rid of worry and pain from his life. This man did not have an easy life, he never had an easy life. But this man loved God since a wee boy and took him through his life with him. Even when intense pain from lost love or abuses in life, those kind that rip a heart out of people. Yes, not easy but when it got too loud, drowning out his Lord he went to the park. To the place he went as a child so long ago. The path where he lifted his harmonica out of his pocket and played with the angels and a simple group of people, for God. The path where he was now, sitting on a concrete bench oh so very sad.
The angelic sounds began to increase and he swayed with the glorious sounds. God always did have a way of letting him know he wasn't alone. But life has to be lived and life is hard and he learned, oh so long ago, that long ago time when he was so very small, that God was always with him. God was always holding him when he cried. Although at times he would cry, "where are you?". The 'where are you moments' were the worst.
The singing increased and light from the sounds began to filter through him. He looked up and saw white light, small at first then growing larger and larger and... The brightest light ever, stood in front of the smaller lights. He smiled and sang in that cool language of tongues along with the angels. Suddenly, the brightest light showed him to be still. The song got louder and oh so angelically beautiful. The large giant light, which he knew was Jesus said, "this song is for you my child." The sounds of the angels the lifting of light all around was beyond. He broke into tears, he sobbed and got on his knees, "thank you Lord, thank you for your love!"
To this day whenever anyone walks down that path there is a magical music sound from the winds the leaves on the trees and even from the flowers as they lean toward all and give a flower smile followed with God's smile.
I have surely gone insane for today I told this story to the Lord.. to God to the Holy Spirit. I was shown how God was singing with His angels for me! And I broke into tears those tears that only the Holy Spirit and God's love can create. Sobbing, thankful tears.
Tell God a story today all the heavens could use one. Whisper a nod to Jesus to maybe skip along the sidewalk with Him. Gather angels around and sing to God with them.
Surprise God with your complete love. For He surely completely .. loves.. us