A Blanket of Peace

photo by faeryboots

I became aware of it early this time.  I could feel the sting of hurt and pain and just an emotional rift sneaking up on me this morning.  It felt good to catch it before it became a mess.

I began my work as I usually do and it didn’t take long before I was sitting there in silence working and my mind started trying to do it’s own things.  The rift started in the place I would normally think it would start, right in the center of my chest.  Just a weighty, useless, feeling of yuck and mess.  Yet, I felt it early and I reacted quickly.

You know that feeling you get when you are trying to scare someone and you know they are trying to scare you as well, but you scare them first?  Well, that’s  how it felt to become so quickly aware of what was happening.  Immediately I cried out to God for help.  I also cried out to some friends to just pray.  I couldn’t tell them about what because I didn’t know what it was exactly.

I got up from my desk and went outside and just stood looking into the heavens and just started talking to God and thanking him for everything that I had.  I thanked him for everything that my eyes saw.  For the trees, the grass, the houses, the sky, the clouds and I asked that he take over this before it becomes too much for me.  I knew at the same time I was praying others were praying for me as well. I looked down at my hands and then I felt it….

My son and I have this thing we do at night at bedtime when I tuck him in.  He runs down the hall and jumps into the bed and lands with his head on his pillow with just the biggest smile you can imagine.  He knows what is next as I stand beside the bed, sheet in hand.

He tucks his arms under him as he lays there on the bed still smiling with as much as excitement as he had when he saw his new bicycle.  Then, without warning, I then WHIP the sheets over his body and let them gently fall and surround him as he lay there.  They envelope him and rest on him  just so that I can see the outline of his body under the sheets.  He is at peace, covered in the love that was transferred from me to him, through the sheets.

I’ve heard about it from others but I can’t say that I’ve ever experienced it so richly.  As I looked at my hands this smile came across my face.  It felt so good finally.  It felt so AWESOME to jump from where I was into the arms of God as he whipped the blanket of peace over my body.  He transferred his love to me in such a way that my body was surrounded by it, and I knew it, and I could feel it.

It was still a bit of a rough day none the less, but it sure was nice to carry that blanket with me all day.  I talked to him often.  He covered me often and you know what?  I don’t think he ever got tired of WHIPPING his blanket of peace over me.

Because of HIM!

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