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A Divine Touch

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There’s something holy about human touch. From the beginning, God chose to make Himself known through nearness — not from afar, but through contact. He formed Adam from the dust and breathed life into him. He touched Isaiah’s lips with a coal and made him clean. And when Jesus walked this earth, His healing flowed not through distance, but through touch.

The Hebrew word for touch — נָגַע (nāgaʿ) — means “to reach, to come near, to connect.” It can mean to brush against, to strike, or to cling to. It’s the same word used when God touched Jacob’s hip and changed his walk forever (Genesis 32:25), and when the angel touched Isaiah’s lips and said, “Your guilt is taken away” (Isaiah 6:7).

A single touch from Heaven transforms what it touches.

In the Greek, the word is ἅπτομαι (haptomai), meaning “to fasten oneself to.” That’s the word used when the woman pressed through the crowd to touch the hem of Jesus’ garment (Matthew 9:20–22). Her touch wasn’t casual — it was desperate, believing that one contact with Him would be enough. And it was.

Touch is how Heaven meets earth — how the unseen becomes felt.

It’s why Jesus touched the leper and made him whole (Luke 5:13), took children in His arms and blessed them (Mark 10:16), and touched His trembling disciples saying, “Do not be afraid” (Matthew 17:7).

We were made for connection — for community, for covenant, for communion. Marriage is one reflection of this holy design — the physical expression of becoming one flesh, where touch is sacred, not casual. But even beyond marriage, the human touch of compassion, prayer, and presence carries the warmth of divine love.

Sometimes, when someone hugs us at the right moment, holds our hand, or prays with us, it’s not just them — it’s Heaven reaching through human hands.

So when you touch another with kindness, when you reach out to pray, comfort, or heal — remember:

You are echoing His heart.

You are embodying His Word.

You are carrying His love in flesh and bone.

Thank you, Jesus, for giving me such a grounding in your WORD before I even left for work today. Your Word is life, power, healing and everything GOOD.

I was Here

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I was here today.

Actually, I have been so many places in scripture, It would be impossible to document everything the Holy Spirit has been teaching me.

Still, I need to document the gist of the adventure. It’s been a doozy.

I started in Genesis, tracing the moment God covered Adam and Eve. I looked up the Hebrew — kaphar, to cover, to atone — and then I saw how the word for skin (‘or’) was almost the same as light (or).

That stopped me. It felt like He whispered, “You were once clothed in My light, and I’m still covering you.”

I didn’t just read it — I felt it.

Then I followed the thread of 3:16–17 — the curse, the promise, the Savior, the song.

From “Cursed is the ground for your sake” to “For God so loved the world” to “The Lord your God will rejoice over you with singing.”

It was as if the whole Bible bent around those verses,and I saw how the curse became the chorus — how grace sang louder than grief.

Next came the 2:22s —He spoke to me about relationship, union, and belonging. It may be an odd way for others, but the nudge was clear to dig deeper into the power of twos. Every since May 2024, double portions have been drowning me.

Full disclosure, I was directed to use the tools at my disposal I let the computer make the images.

From the rib to the Bride, from the garden to the Church,

He keeps forming family out of dust and breath.

I thought about how He covers me differently now. He’s drawn me toward modesty, reverence, and holy covering.

It’s ironic, really. He has literally circumcised my flesh from a size 18-20 to an 8-10. Every step in the process, “less was more”. Less weight externally carried a different weight internally for me…More Jesus and Less Carol.

It’s not shame to dress modestly. It’s sacred.

And then — 33:3.

“Call to Me, and I will answer you.”

That verse hit me like a flood.

Because I have been calling,

and today it felt like He answered — not with thunder, but with threads.

Every word wove into the next until it felt like He was saying,

“See? I’ve been here in every chapter, every number, every tear.”

I am crying now, but these tears are watering something good.

I don’t know what will grow from them yet,

but I know He planted something precious today.

And I was here.

I was fully here — in His Word, in His presence, in His story.

Rising and Shining

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I thought I would be writing about Psalm 118 today.

Instead, I was pulled rather firmly back to Isaiah.

“Arise, shine, for your light has come, and the glory of the Lord is risen upon you.” — Isaiah 60:1

There’s something sacred about that first word — arise.

It’s not whispered. It’s a call to stand up. To lift your head when everything around you feels heavy. To step out of the ashes, the waiting, or the weariness you’ve been sitting in. The Hebrew word means to be established — to take your rightful place. It’s resurrection language. It’s God saying, “Get up, my child. I’m doing something new.”

And then comes shine.

Not perform. Not prove. Just shine. The light isn’t something you have to generate — it’s something you reflect. Like the moon catches the sun, you simply mirror the glory that’s already rising on you. The glory of the Lord doesn’t demand effort — it simply asks for availability. When His presence fills you, you can’t help but radiate Him.

And then — this line that always stills my heart — “For your light has come.” Not will come. Not might come someday when you’ve finally got it all together.

It’s already here. The dawn has already broken. The Light has come — His name is Jesus — and His presence in you is proof that the darkness doesn’t get the final word.

Isaiah wrote those words to a people coming out of devastation — exiles returning to ruins. It was God saying, My presence is returning. My favor hasn’t forgotten you. My glory still chooses you. And it still speaks today.

Because when His glory rises upon you, it changes everything. The Hebrew word for “glory” — kabod — means weight, substance, presence. This isn’t just a glow; it’s His very being resting on you. And when that happens, you can’t stay in the same place. You can’t stay silent. You can’t stay small.

And then Isaiah 60:2–3 continues, “Darkness shall cover the earth… but the Lord will arise over you, and His glory will be seen upon you. Nations will come to your light.”

That’s the part that wrecks me every time.

Because your rising isn’t just for you. It’s for someone else’s breakthrough.

When you get up, someone else finds their way.

When you shine, someone else sees hope again.

When you let His glory rest on you, the world around you starts to believe light is still possible.

So if you’re tired, if the weight of the world has kept you low — hear it again with your spirit:

Arise. Shine. Your light has already come.

The glory of the Lord is resting on you right now.

Thank you, Jesus. 💜✝️💜

Sister Pam

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On July 4th, Pam Bacani shared on Facebook that she had been baptized again—ten years after her first baptism. She went to a Kayla Gabbard “Meet Me in the Water” event and I caught her post. Her testimony of growth resonated with me on a deep level. While out of my fleshly comfort zone, I messaged her privately and extended an open invitation to be our guest in Tennessee.

More than two months later, she replied and offered to send me two books she had written. It was such a an unexpected offer and I was at peace giving her our home address.

Arriving home last night, I was tickled to see a box with her return address. When I opened the books, she had written: “May He woo you to Himself and hold you close as you seek to rest…”

The word WOO stopped me in my tracks—because just the day before, I had written about the many ways God woos us. I sent her a note and shared that post. This morning, I woke to a lovely voice message which served as “double confirmation” that confirmation works both ways!

God promises, “I will pour water on the thirsty land, and streams ron the dry ground; I will pour my Spirit upon your offspring” (Isaiah 44:3). And Paul reminds us that “God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit” (Romans 5:5).

It reminded me of Genesis 8:4–5, when after the flood, the ark came to rest, and three months later the mountain tops appeared as the waters abated.

Since May 8, it has felt like a flood—God pouring so much through me at once, overwhelming and unstoppable. But now, the waters are receding, the peaks are coming into view, and I can see more of where He is leading.

What God has done here is remarkable: in His timing, He not only pours out but also draws us in, wooing us closer, and letting us glimpse the mountaintops beyond the flood.

The Old Rugged Cross

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Yesterday, I posted “Woo Hoo”, all about how God woos us and draws us in to refine us. Today, when I arrived at the Smyrna shop, the devotional for yesterday made me *squee* a pinch. Very exciting.

Also exciting was sweet Godversation with Miss Karen, without having met her in person yet. Thank you, Jesus.

As for writing about church yesterday, I am not being directed to detail it. Mark had a great one-on-one with Thomas and I met Thomas’ wife amd daughter. For now, I must let some spiritual processing continue and ai will share about one of the songs we sang yesterday.

Rather helpful, as I posted the following to Facebook yesterday, while writing about wooing here:

George Bennard performed The Old Rugged Cross on June 7, 1913, after meditating on John 3:16 and needing to express his understanding in song. I will link a full story behind the hymn HERE.

We sang the hymn today at Creekmont Church. I was nudged when we sang:

“A wondrous beauty I see; For ‘twas on that old cross—Jesus suffered and died—To pardon and sanctify me.”

The nudge was a response to the word ‘sanctify’, calling back to Jesus’ prayer from John 17:17, “Sanctify them by the truth; your word is truth.”

Yessir! The Word of God and the work of the cross are inseparable to me. Together, they are how God sanctifies us—how He takes us from brokenness to holiness, from wandering to belonging with Him.

Considering this morning began with a lesson on how the Master of the Universe woos us, I consider myself most appropriately wooed. 💜✝️💜

Woo Hoo!

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I woke up this morning feeling wooed. That word has been echoing in my heart, and it’s exactly what Job 36:16 says:

The Hebrew word here is סוּת (sut), which means to incite, entice, or draw out. The image is not of God forcing or driving us, but of Him gently, persistently pulling us out of trouble and into freedom. He woos us—away from the jaws of distress and toward a wide-open place of life.

Wooed Through the Fire

This connects deeply with the image of fire, dross, and refining. When silver or gold is heated, the impurities rise and are removed as dross. leaving what is pure. Sometimes all we see is the soot and dross—the blackened remains of what was burned away. But those ashes testify that the Holy Spirit’s refining fire has passed through.

To be wooed is to be invited into that process: God is not scolding or condemning us; He is drawing us, lovingly, into the fire that purifies. What feels like burning is actually refining, preparing us for what remains.

Where Else Does God Woo Us?

This idea of God “wooing” or “drawing out” is found throughout Scripture:

Hosea 2:14 — “Therefore, I am now going to allure her; I will lead her into the wilderness and speak tenderly to her.” (Here the verb is פָּתָה, patah—to entice, allure. Another wooing word.)

Jeremiah 31:3 — “I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn (mashak) you with unfailing kindness.”

Psalm 18:19 — “He brought me out into a spacious place; He rescued me because He delighted in me.”

Song of Solomon 1:4 — “Draw me after you; let us run.” John 6:44 — “No one can come to me unless the Father who sent me draws them…”

Revelation 3:20 — “Behold, I stand at the door and knock…”

Each of these passages echoes the same heartbeat: God draws us, not by compulsion but by love.

Why I Feel Wooed

This morning, I felt overtly wooed. Not the heavy hand of judgment, but the gentle pull of love. He is drawing me out of what confines, away from the soot (sut #ISWYDT) and the dross, and into His spacious place.

The cross sanctifies me, and the Word—“Sanctify them by the truth; your word is truth” (John 17:17)—reminds me that sanctification is both fire and “water-wooing”.

Holy fire removes the dross and Holy Water woos us into His cleansing. The Spirit does both, perfectly.

I want to let myself be drawn into deeper waters with Him. Somewhere in My God Room, I have written it’s always safe to snorkel with Jesus.

I will find that old post another time. I will also share about today’s service, message and more on a separate post. Given the message and how I was nudged singing The Old Rugged Cross, it deserves a separate post.

Oh, sweet Jesus, how I love you. Help me love you better each day. Thank you for reminding me how to find this old post from August 7, 2016. More than nine years ago, you planted this vividly on my heart and entrenched it into the spirit you have given me. I love you.

Waterslides and Wonder

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Meeting Marcus and Brad from Missouri was a blessing. The 120 bucks was a nice sale, yet the Godversation is the treasure. Marcus commented about how pleasant it was to just talk to another human. The topics changed and ultimately, he REALLY appreciated my stating the obvious about why race was a non-important factor in our Godversation.

Simply standing on a simple little truth burst the entire Godversation wide open. Thank you, Father God.

Suddenly, I am mentally and spiritually back in Judges 7 from this morning. I am pondering Gideon and how God moved through him.

Nikita is bringing me my “Welded Heart” today. Lord, may it make my heart dance to your beat and may the words out of my mouth praise and point to you.

Ok. I have returned after receiving this piece and I am struggling for words. Quickly, I see I didn’t finish typing my prayer out. Since everything I ask is always in the powerful name of Jesus, I don’t think it’s a prayer issue.

While I appreciate the craftsmanship and time spent, this is not anything like the welded heart I described to Nikita last month.

I wear a heart necklace and one of two crosses around my neck each day. The vision was a barbed wire looking heart with a cross rising out of it- similar to how I wear my necklaces. Part of the heart would appear extra protected and part would be open.

Tears traversed my face. I couldn’t understand them in the moment. In retrospect, I think I understand the source.

Like everything, He is the source. Duh! She could tell I wasn’t thrilled with her effort, despite my attempt to be gracious in disappointment. She was clear she had zero desire to keep it, as she is not a Christian. She refused to let me pay for it, too.

It makes me sad to hear someone say they literally do not know a single person who would appreciate a cross. She said she does not know any Christians. None. She was painfully clear on the point and it pained me.

I am reminded of all I have experienced with God, Jesus and the Holy Spirit since beginning this Daniel study on April 30.

So many God moves, it makes my head spin.

So much dross removed.

I am grateful.

Loving Enemies

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There is a Jesus Calling devotional in our Master Closet and the long form tabletop version of Jesus Calling is in our kitchen.

I failed to read either at home today, as Mark and I were enjoying an in-depth chat about Psalm 143 and blessing our perceived enemies with prayer. I needed to get cleaned up and get to work

Much of what my husband said is in our Smyrna shop devotional Today’s message in One Minute with God 💜✝️💜.

Today, we was like an extra sweet hug from Jesus to read this devotional.

Rather than give life to a negative thought, I praise God for giving me the answer four days ago to stand on His Word this morning. Praise, praise and more praise!

I posted about Judas yesterday. This was a second post on my Facebook page :

I woke to this response and a heavy heart as a result.

It continued with my exact response from four days ago. Reading it now, again, I am convicted He gave me the answer in advance. What else could I have said other than what He clearly gave me?

Nathalie Anne , it’s okay if we disagree as humans. Please understand I am always going to defer to the example of our Savior, Jesus. We are all broken and all need a savior. Jesus was interceding for ALL of humanity on that cross.

Reading your prayer, I had no choice except to speak up for those you seemed to exclude. I didn’t realize just how intentional the exclusion until your response. Jesus is our eternal intercessor according to Romans 8:34 and Hebrews 7:25.

Reading your comment this morning, there isn’t a better, shorter or different response. I have no scales of bad or good people. I am grateful to know The One who owns the scales of justice. He is clear to pray for our enemies, too.

Nathalie, bad fathers are not going to begin their “good arc” without God. So, yes, I will continue to pray for ALL parents to be compelled to know better, do better and be better. I will also pray for all single people the same. I will pray for addicts to meet Jesus and to be delivered from addiction in all its forms. The list is endless and always inclusive.

Praying for all who love Jesus to reveal that love in truth and action. 💜✝️💜

I love you, too.

Thank you, Father God, for the comfort and peace today. Thank you for reminding me of big truths in small ways, too. I love seeking you in everything.

Struggling

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I’ve been struggling to find clarity. My to-do list is long, full of things that need my attention, yet I find myself paralyzed, unable to move forward. Grief has a way of fogging the mind and weighing down the heart.

I just felt compelled to pour out love today. To friends on the phone and to my children via texts.

In the middle of it all, I’ve been following the situation with Charlie Kirk, and what breaks me most is not just the tragedy itself, but the flood of hatred in the aftermath. Christians and non-Christians alike are commenting with such cruelty, quick to assume, quick to judge, quick to fuel division without checking facts.

I think that’s what overwhelms me the most. Not just the grief, but the noise. The lack of compassion. The way we tear each other down instead of seeking truth or offering grace.

I don’t have answers today. Only a prayer that I can keep my heart soft, that I won’t join in the shouting, and that somehow I’ll find the clarity I’ve been missing.

Thank you, Father God. For all you have done, all you are doing and all you will surely do. Soon can not come soon enough in many ways. Please keep me in the palm of your hand. Thank you for knowing the source of my tears. I love you and ask everything (all the unspoken, too) in the precious and powerful name of your son, Jesus. Amen.