And just like that, magic from the Creator. My worry and fear came to
another point of climax for the second time in as many days. And as it will always be, there was nobody else to turn to but God. So I did. Again. Scared and aching again.

Then, the wind started gusting abnormally high gusts on a 90° sunny day. A wind and a strong breeze I know too well. It comes alive, and I watch as the energy accumulates from every direction, the strong gusts rolling around me as butterflies start fluttering in my stomach. As if the conductor at a symphony just teed up every instrument and then gave the final glance to the audience, with eyes that say, "Here's what you came to see," as he assumes control of everything with the tap of his wand, which might as well been on my shoulder.

But it's not an auditorium packed with tuxedos and musicians, it's...Him. The entrance only He can do, between us. It's His way of saying "I AM here".

Then the book pages started flipping open, and fluttering through, back and forth, the page titles perfectly framed inside the oval-shaped opening my hands and fingers made while grabbing my forehead and hair out of sincere desperation. Both books, daily devotionals, were in a perfectly synchronized dance making the page titles become their own part in a combination of repeated statements and instructions answering me and my pleading prayer.

They are "talking". There He is. It might as well be God's breath. And just like the conductor brings the music together, He is simultaneously creating and extracting emotions while running through a lifetime of memories or conversations in milliseconds, before arranging them all to accompany the thoughts that He's planting in my head that all together create the most impactful message I could possibly receive.

Not a message. It's My Message. My Moment. As unique as a snowflake. Nobody could ever have the same one, and I promise you, it's real. It is My Moment with the Creator.

with the Creator. As unique as a snowflake. Nobody could ever have the same one, and I promise you, it's real. It is My Moment. with the Creator.

It's simply incomprehensible to try and think anyone or anything else can choreograph every element perfectly together using ONLY what is needed so Divinely efficient. That's His signature.

It's simply incomprehensible to try and think anyone or anything else can choreograph every element perfectly together using ONLY what is needed so Divinely efficient. His signature.

His signature. His signature.

And in moments, pain, anguish, panic, fear, worry, tears, desperation and hopelessness are gone. A miracle in itself, but not just gone....

...replaced. Just like that, with happiness, joy, peace, love, gratitude, confidence and Hope. Incomprehensible mental, emotional, and even physical transformation in a few moments...

...My answered prayer.

I am proof, that hidden blessings can be found in heavy burdens. And that by turning my life over to Christ, has turned my struggles to Triumph.

When I make time for Him, even when I think it's maxed out, my faith grows stronger.

I'm drawn even more closer with that dedicated time both to Him and scripture.

He will guide me, and provide for me, in God's way, and in His time.

Life may bend me, but God's sustaining Love Will Uphold Me.

I trust this message because it was written/created for me...

...by God. Universally signed, and uniquely delivered.

The time we have in JellyBeans

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