I saw a lightning bolt strike out of God’s Heaven and land at your door, right where you were standing. You were holding your diary, and the diary contents had spilled out because it was so full. But its fullness was not a sign of life, instead your diary was full of distractions.
God has watched the ebbs and flows of your life; the work, the juggling priorities, the late nights and the early mornings spent. Now He steps in and does business with a tender mercy on your behalf, so that your timings and diary get a Heavenly overhaul. His lightning strikes so that a space is made for rest, proper sleep and – most importantly – for time in His presence, at His feet.
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.