Loving the life you live, and living the life you love!

A God Of Surprises by Teresa Magat

Do we realize that God always comes to the rescue through the hard times? Do we fail to give hats off to God when we know for a fact that He did bail us out from unfortunate circumstances, mishaps and adversities that we find non co-existent with our “comfortable lifestyle?” Do we also find it quite unusual to be trapped in a predicament and then our loving God just bases the showers of His blessings with abundance and overflowing fullness as if pouring out a blessing so great that we won’t have enough room to take it in? That’s my God! An awesome God who is full of surprises and who never ceases to amaze me…a friend who shows-off at the right time, playful, quirky, my mojo kind of a cool guy that infuses my life with meaning, tenderness and love. I’d like to share a not so recent example with you…

Two years ago, a few months before my father’s passing, I had this strange dream that included me, my two sisters, and a strikingly odd and unusual character in it who I thought at the time was the most incredible man I have ever had the pleasure to set eyes on, with the most unbelievable blue eyes I’ve ever seen! He had a deep, solemn voice…this guy was so beautiful that he shines through in his deeds and his words. Well, as you can imagine, three sisters were trying their best to grab this guy’s sole attention. Either because I took ownership of this dream or was simply pure luck, I managed to draw the guy’s interest in an instance. While having a one on one interaction with this mysterious man, he made me feel how special I was as if I was the most important person in the entire universe; he looked at me with so much gentleness and utmost respect as if I were the most beautiful woman in the whole wide world, and above all, he made me feel how loved I was. As I was at the peak of these emotions, and excited to “boast” such an encounter with my now “jealous” sisters, I cut short my time with the guy and slipped out of the conversation, only to find my sisters having had the same powerful moment with the mysterious guy at the same time. This guy made us all feel special imparting that no one is better than another.

I woke up with tears streaming down my cheeks for the gratitude and grace of this spontaneous experience of God’s love, and for the few minutes to enjoy it even if it was only a dream; a dream that was so vivid that I remember instantly without a shadow of a doubt that the guy who I thought was so perfect in all aspects was Jesus Himself, who loves me and my sisters all the same. Every now and then, I do something brilliant in a sense that I beg our Lord to visit me in my dreams. This night was one of those times that I literally made a true-hearted invocation, to let me know that I am not forsaken and that none of us really have to ride the train alone.

Then a few months later, my dad passed away. It was one of the saddest days of my life, but it was also the most uplifting moment because I have never felt so loved by God in my entire life. It took me a few seconds to realize the meaning of my dream a few months back. Yes, I understand that not everyone will regard this as a manifestation of divine intervention. But that is the beauty of journeying with our Lord; the relationship is uniquely personal with His trademark that is usually recognizable. Suddenly, I felt cherished and soothed, even though I still felt sad. Jesus felt so close. I felt as though I had just experienced a divine kiss—like the kisses from the Groom to His bride. I am amazed of His love for me with such breathless joy and struggle to grasp that He actually delights in me. I felt as though I was entering a door opened up just for me… that’s how special I am to my Beloved, and so are you! His presence gave me the confidence to face another day.


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