Divine Moments at the Museum
I wanted to take a moment in today’s blog to again reiterate how much I love the Holy Spirit. When we were in Indy, I was to have one more day while Dan was working. I honestly had no idea where I should go. I’d done what I wanted to do, and was just being indecisive about what else to do. I couldn’t, nor did I want to, stay in the hotel the rest of that last day. Early that last morning as I was waking up I felt as if the Holy Spirit hit me upside the head and dropped into my spirit that I needed to go to this Scottish Cathedral downtown. I was sure there had to be some divine reason for me to go to this Cathedral. Maybe I’d get to talk with some old school Scottish priest, or maybe have a divine moment of speaking into someone’s life, but for whatever the reason I just knew I had to go there. ...