Skipping to the Mailbox

So often, God becomes so big in my life that I don’t know what else to do but skip. I’ve had some moments over the past few weeks where the enemy just grabbed a hold of me and tried to get me to bury myself in things that inhibit my pursuit of holiness.

However, God knows me so intimately and knows that sometimes whispers don’t always work; I see Him working and see where He is leading me, but on occasion just can’t get there. So God will show up with an exclamation point to remind me that He is still in charge and wants me to move along with Him.

And I love it. I love that he cares enough to create such a personal journey just for me. I was so filled this week. God gave me a front row seat to watching Him work in the lives of those around me; I was thankful for a job where I get to work with so many great people; I had delightful conversation and bible study with good friends and then spent all day Saturday with my dear friend who I hadn’t seen since we got back from Africa.

As I was driving home from spending the day with my friend, the rain was pouring and it was so dreary outside, but I was so sunny inside. I was thinking about the power of God’s presence in my life and by the time I got within a mile of my house, I shed tears of joy. I pulled into the garage, unloaded the pizza I picked up for dinner and then skipped all the way down the driveway to the mailbox. I couldn’t help myself. God was lifting me off the ground and I couldn’t keep my feet still.

I wanted to skip and dance and praise my Lord with the joy that filled my heart. Psalm 16:11 came to mind...“You will show me the path of life; In your presence is fullness and joy; At your right hand are pleasures forevermore.”

If you love Jesus and He is moving in your life, skip to the mailbox or dance in the streets. Show your joy to the Almighty.