The idea for “The Parable of My Life” came from a unique Bible study that I started many years ago. I am doing a word study on the Holy Spirit and am working through the Bible sometimes one verse at a time to find and meditate on scripture that contains the words Holy Spirit or Spirit. As I study, I ask the Holy Spirit to reveal himself to me and often times, he will remind me of something in my own life and show me how he is like that or he will remind me of a moment past and show me how he was present in that moment. Today’s post is taken from this study written in response to Acts 8:15-19.
Later, God brought me into the company of those who placed their hands on my shoulder in prayer and in conversation leaving behind no evidence of contact. And yet, in that one seemingly small gesture, they offered extraordinary comfort, forgiveness, encouragement, and love that God used to restore the broken spirit within. The physical sensation of their touch representing their care and concern was empowered by the Holy Spirit who reached deep into my shattered soul to revive and heal it.
About the pictures:
Toronto, Ohio (September 09)