Good Tidings of Comfort and Joy
The last few weeks have left me trying to wordsmith the perfect words for you during the holiday season. The honest truth is there are no perfect words, however, may these words ring meaning to you. I believe that holidays are filled with emotions and feelings that may need comfort. Silence. A Silent Night to process how we are feeling. Yet, in the next moment the holidays can be filled with Joy. Celebrating Joy to the World each and every day.
One of the holiday traditions that my family continues is to share books with each other on Christmas Eve. Young and old alike look forward to a new book to experience that evening.
This year as my son was opening up his books, it made me pause and realize how many people would be opening their gifted copy of "See The Signs." I am beyond grateful for those of you ordering copies and sharing with such an open heart and providing hope to so many.
The weeks prior to Christmas had been filled with so many unexpected connections. I have been the receipt of phone calls and emails about the impact this book is having on so many lives. Tears and testaments have been shared on phone calls that have further deepened my faith. God is certainly working some behind the scenes magic. While I can't share all of the messages today, however with permission I am sharing one message so very in tune with what I was hoping the book would lead to...creating belief, providing hope and affirming connection.
Good morning, Kimberly! My life has been graced by the gift of Wendy. Through her, I have been made aware of your book, See the Signs. Thank you for meditating the grace it offers. I want to share one of my latest connections to spirit that has passed from their earthly bodies. My Father died over 50 years ago now. During that time I have never had any strong senses of his presence. Quite frankly, this had saddened and concerned me. I felt a strong relationship with him when he was present to me on this earth and always wanted to continue that with his spirit but never had....until a few weeks ago. I was scrolling my phone when a recipe came up for old fashioned fudge. My father was a fudge maker, not as a professional but just for my sisters and me. I immediately felt the connection that I had been longing for for these last 50 years. Yes, I made the fudge and as I did it was as if he was standing with me stirring, checking the "doneness". My spirit soared. His presence has been strongly with me since. What a Christmas gift!
Thank you, Kimberly. May God continue the great work that God is doing in and through you!
I truly believe that our stories and experiences of God are not for us alone but are meant to be shared so that others can come to know and experience God signs in ways they might not otherwise have had. Share as you see fit! Thank you for giving as gift the gift you have been given! Pat
And a big thank you to Pat for sharing her experience and words with me. With us. With the collective.
Don't forget, I am here for you, your experiences and would love to connect.
PS. Announcement coming on Sunday!
Much love,
Kim