A Word from God

Back on March 11, I was praying. I was reminiscing about how God used to see me; how I used to feel God watching me. And I heard God say this:

"I'm still watching."

I remembered the words of Psalm 33.

Then, I picked up my pen and got down what God spoke to me next.


A Word from God:

"I see your innermost heart.
I know who you are deep down to the core.
I know what you want, but I also know what you need. I will lead you to where I know your heart will be satisfied - to where you will be fed by my body and blood - the very stuff of life.
You are priest, prophet and king. You are my beloved.
I will take care of you
even if you doubt I am there.
Even if you think you've lost your way.
I will deliver you - send you forth from this place where you are to the places you will go.
And I will make of you an example, and make of your life a covenant,
so that through you I will demonstrate my neverending love for my people, for the people who come to me and wait for me in hope.
Wait with me in hope. Wait and never be tired of waiting.
Everything you want and need in life, if it is true, will be done for you,
through me in time.
No need to rush, no need to hurry. Take it slow. I go with you, I am in you.
You want this all said and done so you can relax, but I'm telling you that my will and my way and my love is neverending.
It's a path that leads to eternal life.
So do unto others as you'd have done to you.
Love without cost or measure; forgive and reconcile.
Yours is the reconciliation of nations.
The seeing eye to eye and becoming one.
The perfect and imperfect, the lowly and the rich, the hungry and well fed.
Yours is the coming together of the realities of life.
Your life is to reconcile and make beautiful what seems different, but is really the same."

(C) 2012 Kristin Firestone

Dear God,

I want to get married.
I want to BE married.
And raise children (more than one, please).
I want to pour Sunny Delight in a sunny kitchen with a window over the sink,
and do laundry,
and play soccer with my kids in the park (I know I don't really like playing sports, but I'd do it with my kids).

I'd like to join the PTA so I can influence the education system, and also be an example of peace and patience for the other parents who may drive themselves and each other crazy.

And then I want to take my family on a pilgrimage to the Holy Land where we learn about the foundations of the Judeo-Christian faith and explore the places where Jesus lived and died... and rose again.

I want to go backpacking with my husband (before the kids, of course - it just seems too difficult with little ones, and by the time they're big, I might be too old :)

If it's ok, I'd also like to have a nice home with plenty of space to house guests, and a husband who's totally open to the idea of taking in friends and even strangers (trustworthy) year-round and not just during major holidays.

Is it ok if we're really musical? You know how much I love music. And I'm alright with my husband not being a great musician himself, but, God, I really need him to love music - a lot. My kids are going to be musically talented in some way (highly likely), so it's important to me that he appreciate the place of music and artistic endeavors in life.

Oh, and while you're at it, please make him strong (inside and out), handsome, charming, funny, kind, witty, smart, open-minded, patient, peaceful, happy, healthy, and someone who enjoys talking as much as I do. 'Cause I need a lot of good conversation.

So, there you have it. Consider this my request, please. Of course, I know that in Your Infinite Wisdom, you will send me the man that I NEED before I'll get the one I WANT. If there's a way for them to be one-and-the-same, I will be in full support of receiving THAT!

~Kristin

Remember when...?

Remember when I organized my books by color?

Remember when I lived in that little guest house/apartment thingy with the weird shower?

Remember when I used to play flute on the roof of the house?

Remember when I collected stamps in 5th grade and went to the post office for a field trip and loved it?

Remember when my hair was so curly that things got stuck in it and I didn't even know?

Remember when I thought that if I raised my eyebrows all the time, my forehead would look smaller...and people wouldn't think I was so ugly? (ironic; instead I just looked crazy)

Remember when I had such a mad crush on that one boy that I would purposely walk past him on the way to class, and stare at the back of his head in 5th period Science with Mr. Jones?

Remember when I had braces and I broke brackets all the time?

Remember when my college dorm room was decorated in Little Mermaid attire, and I didn't think it was age-inappropriate whatsoever?

Remember when I had a poster of a unicorn hanging up above my bed, and one of a teddy bear and a whole bunch of other stuff that meant a lot to me?

Remember when I would organize my stuffed animals at the foot of my bed at night, and carefully say "goodnight" to each one before going to sleep?

Remember when shaving my legs was something my mom had to help me with?

Remember when I hated my nose and wished it was either thinner, shorter, or both?

Remember when I watched "Love Connection" with Chuck Woolery?

Remember when I would spend all day in a fort, or a house made of cardboard, and those were the best days of my life?

Remember when ... ?

I do.


(C) 2012 Kristin Firestone