My Beloved
Stories
Vision Stories
True Accounts Of Visions, Angels, And Healing Miracles
Beth and David are a young couple in my congregation who have a wonderful relationship and a tremendous heart for people. One day, while I was working at my desk, I received a phone call from Beth. It turned out to be a rare moment where I was given the opportunity to share my mystical, yet very "real" relationship with God, whom I call "My Beloved."
The night before, she and Dave were coming home from a special event that had given them both great joy, and they were sharing their joy with each other. It occurred to them that, when I went home, I had no one with whom to share my joy. They were concerned for me as a single woman. Beth called to express this concern.
But I told her, "I do! I have God!" She continued by saying that was all well and good, but what did I do when everything seemed to go wrong, and what I really needed was a hug, and there was no one there.
Again, I said, "But I do have someone there! I have God! Let me explain. Many times when I sit quietly in my early morning devotion time, I feel God brush hands down over my hair and kiss my upturned face or the top of my head. When I come home after a long day's work, I never feel that I come into an empty house. God's loving presence is always there to welcome me. When you go to bed at night, with a broken heart or a heavy spirit, you curl up next to your husband and feel comforted. When I go to bed at night, I curl up next to God and feel comforted. I feel arms around me and am surrounded by a strong presence of love! The experience is as 'real' as any human partner's presence could provide.
"Plus," I joked with her, "God knows all my shortcomings and is more patient and understanding than any earthly partner I have ever known. There is no need for you and Dave to be concerned that I may be alone and uncared for. I have My Beloved and it is more than enough!"
The night before, she and Dave were coming home from a special event that had given them both great joy, and they were sharing their joy with each other. It occurred to them that, when I went home, I had no one with whom to share my joy. They were concerned for me as a single woman. Beth called to express this concern.
But I told her, "I do! I have God!" She continued by saying that was all well and good, but what did I do when everything seemed to go wrong, and what I really needed was a hug, and there was no one there.
Again, I said, "But I do have someone there! I have God! Let me explain. Many times when I sit quietly in my early morning devotion time, I feel God brush hands down over my hair and kiss my upturned face or the top of my head. When I come home after a long day's work, I never feel that I come into an empty house. God's loving presence is always there to welcome me. When you go to bed at night, with a broken heart or a heavy spirit, you curl up next to your husband and feel comforted. When I go to bed at night, I curl up next to God and feel comforted. I feel arms around me and am surrounded by a strong presence of love! The experience is as 'real' as any human partner's presence could provide.
"Plus," I joked with her, "God knows all my shortcomings and is more patient and understanding than any earthly partner I have ever known. There is no need for you and Dave to be concerned that I may be alone and uncared for. I have My Beloved and it is more than enough!"
