By Danya M. Jordan
It happened a few winters ago. It freaked me out so much I hardly told anyone until months later.
I was going through a “dry-spell” in my faith–going through the motions. I needed a revival inside my soul.
Winter sometimes gets me that way. The long nights and short days at home affect me. Seasonal Affective Disorder “they” call it. SAD is a perfect acronym for it.
The Lord had called me to serve in a women’s ministry as Executive Director of Donor Development years before.
The Lord was growing us rapidly. It made me and still makes me desperately dependent on the Lord.
I call the rapid growth “growing pains.” The kind of growing pains that sometimes leave stretch marks. God loves big dreams and for us to pray big.
That freaky incident, mentioned above, happened a few winters ago. Our ministry President was the female keynote speaker at the wonderful Kingdom Advisors Conference in Orlando. More than 1,200 Christian financial advisors attended this conference.
It was holy ground and such an encouragement to attend. After the conference keynote message about trusting God, I went to my hotel room that night totally convicted, crying out to God. I apologized to Him that He was not my sole heart’s desire. I confessed to God that He is all that I need. All that I trust. All that I want. At that moment, peace came.
The last day of the conference was filled with worshipful sessions, praise and worship. I couldn’t take notes fast enough as I was hopeful about implementing some of these ideas professionally and personally.
When it was time to leave the conference hotel and head to the Orlando airport, a gentleman from Black Cab picked me up. I thought I’d have time to reflect quietly on the 45-minute drive to the airport. He seemed talkative.
“Oh Great,” I thought to myself. I didn’t want to talk. I just wanted to marinate on all that I had learned and experienced. Then doubt set in again.
Questions flooded from within me. “God, why did You choose our ministry AND me for such a God-sized assignment?
“Please give me a sign that I am right in the middle of Your will. I need You. I trust You. I want You.”
And then it happened. At that moment, I looked up out of my window. Written in the sky just as clearly as could be, was the word “Trust.” Shocked, I asked the driver, “Why do you think that word is written in the sky”?
The driver replied, “Oh, he’s not finished. Each day the skywriter writes a message. It’s different every day.”
The skywriter started the next word. “J.”
We were getting close the airport.
“E” was formed. Then an “S.” My heart is skipping a beat by this time. No way.
Then the rest of the word. The Name. Absolute shock. Tears formed. I was speechless.
The driver must have sensed my emotion.
He said, “Today’s message is just for you.”
Teary-eyed I said, “Yes, He knows what we need just when we need it.”
Okay, Okay, I get it.
Yes, Sir, Jesus. I Trust YOU with all that I am.
Leader Friend, if you have doubts, like I sometimes do, please be encouraged that God is with you. He will reveal Himself to You when you need it most. He is the ultimate Skywriter on our hearts.
“Those who know Your name will trust in You, for you, Lord have never forsaken those who seek You.” –Psalm 9:10.
“Some trust in chariots and some in horses, but we trust in the name of the Lord our God. ” –Psalm 20:7-8.
“Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding…” –Proverbs 3:5
PS. These are the actual photos I took from my phone as the cabbie was driving.