The other night I couldn’t sleep. I knew it was God asking to get up and pray. I haven’t had this feeling for a long time. (But let’s just say that might be because I have been so tired lately!)

Anyway, I went downstairs and sat in my prayer chair and waited with my pencil in my hand.

I asked a series of questions. Each time the same thing happened.
I asked God something, then a verse (as in the chapter and number) came into my head. I wrote the reference down and then quickly looked it up. Every single time (about 11 in all) the verse I read totally smacked me between the eyes with its clarity – speaking into my life with total accuracy.

I cried. I smiled. I cried again. It was like a conversation. But one side of it had been written thousands of years ago.

It was truly beautiful.

I wouldn’t normally advocate this kind of Bible Bingo thing. I mean, it can be so open to misinterpretation can’t it? You all, I am sure, know the joke about the guy who was wondering if he should date a girl in his youth group and opened his Bible at random, finding the verse “You shall go out with Joy.” (And, yes. That was the name of the girl.)

Nevertheless, it was the way that God chose to speak on me on Friday for a whole blissful hour. It was precious and it was perfect.

For me, I mean.

I was throughly grateful to God for illuminating certain specific things that have been dark recently.

I feel unburdened and free. (I am also delighted to know that various actual Bible Bingo games exist for the purposes of teaching children. Who knew??!!)

(TOM update for those who pray for him: He is now willing to give up his council flat and is hoping to get to Betel today.)