Whether you whisper or scream your volume is swallowed by the majestic of the Grand Canyon. I watched shadows stretching against the etched walls of the cliff and seemingly embed to its design. A flood of happy filled my soul. I began to create a sacred space away from public opinion, void of grief to begin healing.
Several years ago, God gave me these words, “ring of fire.” I couldn’t understand it then but as we wound our way to the higher peaks and into a Navajo jewelry shop, I learned of a Native American healing ritual. The fire dance was performed when all other healing failed. I am neither Navajo or confident enough to dance around open flame. The Italian heritage and Girl Scout in me was more of a fireside serenade/s’mores dance off. But simply put, their healing happened in the dance and culminated in the release.
My healing was found without ceremony. Like the miracle of fish and loaves performed by Jesus, but experienced in the hands of a hungry crowd. They only realized after that they were audience to a sermon by God’s Son and witness to a miracle.
Sometimes, we are so lost in the storm and exhausted efforts to withstand the forces of nature alone, we miss the rainbow after. Or believe somehow, that a mountaintop, panoramic vista gives clear view of the miracle.
What if in the mundane, we glimpsed the majestic? In the simple pleasures of this glorious life, we allowed happiness to become part of a sacred space? You don’t need anyone to define your happiness or validate your existence.
Life itself is a miracle. With every breath, you experience God’s creation of you. In a fearless pursuit of his best, you’re building a celestial country, your sacred space. You’re free to stand still to hear God’s voice and see yourself in your Daddy’s eyes. Beautiful, perfectly flawed, and richly steeped in His love.
I commit to:
Seeking today to find a sacred space to find the joy and happiness in life. Taking the time to write down those things that give me pleasure and doing at least one of them. It could as simple as having a cup of tea and spending more time journaling.