Windows of Heaven
Have you ever really thought about that statement from the scriptures? We hear it all the time. The "Windows of Heaven were open." What kind of windows are they? Are the like big sliding glass door windows? Or are they one way mirror type windows? Does the Lord and His Heavenly Host watch us from one side, while we cannot see them on the other side?
It is an interesting thought. This weekend, I was trying to fine tune a talk for my speaking assignments. We were given a topic over a month ago. I found myself thinking about it over and over again. I would think about it in every meeting I went too, every talk I listened to, and every article I read. However, nothing seemed to fit together. I have spent a great deal of time on my knees looking for guidance.
Last night, I went to bed, because my eyes would not stay open any longer. I could not focus on the scriptures or articles I was reading. I gave up and decided to get up early and continue working on it with a fresh mind.
This morning, after kneeling in prayer, it was amazing. My mind was filled with thoughts and ideas that I had not thought of all month long. The topic was there, it was just how I was going to present it that I did not have solidified. Then this morning, it was as if the windows of heaven were opened to me. My mind was flooded with several different approaches to the subject that all worked. There was not just one talk in my head, but several, all focused on the principle I wanted to share. I feel that I was truly blessed.
I spoke in the 7th ward at 9. I had taken the time to jot down some of the ideas and thoughts before the meeting. When I stood up, I shared some of them, but not all of them. I tried to tie it all together. It was OK. I said things that I was not planning on saying. The words did not come out the way I envisioned them. However, when I was done, I felt that I had conveyed the message I was supposed to relay to that ward.
At 11, I spoke in the 5th ward. I had the same thoughts, the same topic, the same ideas, but the talk was completely different. The Lord allowed me to convey the message He wanted to be conveyed. I hope and pray that I did it the justice He intended.
It is an interesting thought. This weekend, I was trying to fine tune a talk for my speaking assignments. We were given a topic over a month ago. I found myself thinking about it over and over again. I would think about it in every meeting I went too, every talk I listened to, and every article I read. However, nothing seemed to fit together. I have spent a great deal of time on my knees looking for guidance.
Last night, I went to bed, because my eyes would not stay open any longer. I could not focus on the scriptures or articles I was reading. I gave up and decided to get up early and continue working on it with a fresh mind.
This morning, after kneeling in prayer, it was amazing. My mind was filled with thoughts and ideas that I had not thought of all month long. The topic was there, it was just how I was going to present it that I did not have solidified. Then this morning, it was as if the windows of heaven were opened to me. My mind was flooded with several different approaches to the subject that all worked. There was not just one talk in my head, but several, all focused on the principle I wanted to share. I feel that I was truly blessed.
I spoke in the 7th ward at 9. I had taken the time to jot down some of the ideas and thoughts before the meeting. When I stood up, I shared some of them, but not all of them. I tried to tie it all together. It was OK. I said things that I was not planning on saying. The words did not come out the way I envisioned them. However, when I was done, I felt that I had conveyed the message I was supposed to relay to that ward.
At 11, I spoke in the 5th ward. I had the same thoughts, the same topic, the same ideas, but the talk was completely different. The Lord allowed me to convey the message He wanted to be conveyed. I hope and pray that I did it the justice He intended.
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