A GOD MOMENT

When I was a teenager my Aunt visited our home. I do not recall what happened but she was extremely upset. She came to visit my Father. My Dad was a good, kind and gentle man. The family often came over to speak to him about their problems, to ask his advice.

My Aunt seemed calm as she prepared to leave. She came to me and said how much she loved my Father and that if I looked into his eyes I would be able to tell that he was a very Old Soul.

Her comment to me echoed in my mind the last time I saw my father alive. He was in the hospital. It was the day before he died. I visited him. His eyes were filled with tears as he looked at me. Tears that came forth from the eyes of an Old Soul formed water droplets filled with the memories of his life-gone bye.

God truly had hammered him on an anvil of pain and suffering throughout his life. He lived through the Holocaust but lost his wife and children in the death camps.

He knew he was dying and that he was going to leave me behind. He carried the guilt for the death of his former wife and children even up to these last precious moments of time. And in some strange way the thought now of leaving me was more than he could bear.

And so tears filled with memories came forth form those eyes. I looked deeply for the last time into the windows of this Old Soul. I was overcome with compassion and love as we talked and I watched the unfolding of the mystery of the end of life for his body. But I could see the light of eternity in his eyes.

Ironically this was to be the defining moment of my new beginning to seriously read the Old Testament. It would take the death of my father to spark the flame of life that God had started in my heart.

God through the years had been planting seeds in my heart. They were like glowing embers in a fire. The embers waited for over 30 years for just this moment to burst into flame and begin to illuminate my hearts yearning for God. The Light from the flame in my heart lit the darkness before me so I could see my way through the Messianic prophecies He left for me to follow in the Old Testament all the way to HIS home in HEAVEN revealed in the New Testament.

You and I are children of the living God, children of the King of the Universe. If you listen quietly you will hear His Call as He says to you…

You may not know me, but I know everything about you
I am familiar with all of your ways
In me you live and move and have your being

My plan for your future has always been filled with hope
Because I love you with an everlasting love
My thoughts toward you are countless as the sand on the seashore
And I rejoice over you with singing

I desire to establish you with all of my heart and all of my soul
If you seek me with all your heart, you will find me

When we look deep inside ourselves through eyes that are windows to our soul we will find tears. They are water droplets filled with memories of precious moments in time that have gone by. Some of our souls are filled with Pure and HOLY eternal light. Others of us have eyes filled with a combination of both light and shadows…yet still eternal.

God has created every soul that has ever been. Ultimately He calls each one back to take residence within the place they have chosen to spend eternity in.

You and I …WE …are all OLD Souls.

When you look into your own eyes in the mirror… what do you see?