Have you ever shared something you heard from God with someone and had them assume you got it from going to a conference or reading it in a book? I have experienced it so many times the last six months that it has me thinking.
About six months ago, I began to think about my life as a book. Not as a book that I would write, but as a book that I have lived. I just kept thinking to myself, “What would some of the chapters of my life be called?” I didn’t even try to answer the question, but I came to the conclusion that God already knew. He sees the big picture of my life, from every childhood memory and trauma, to every epiphany and joyful adventure. I had been pondering this concept and the fact that there must be something He had for me in every season, in every chapter of my life.