Have you ever felt a knowing in your spirit? A sense that what you were doing held partner to a bigger picture – a picture that was not the full reality of the moment but was coming?
Some dreams fall dormant when left untouched for long enough. They slip into the background. The song they sing softens to a whisper.
Then a moment happens. A knowing takes place. The Spirit inside calls that this is a piece of life’s story.
This happened Wednesday morning. I walked down the hallway in the lower level of the church I attend and my attention captured. A remembrance echoed as a smile crossed my face. I kept on to the path of the day, but bars of the old song in my memory took to a louder beat.
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