I’ve experienced my own version of Red Sea parting type miracles.

Things that weren’t became.

Things that shouldn’t be were.

Circumstances and events that were seemingly impossible occurred.

You don’t miss those miracles.

But I’ve been training my heart to see elegant miracles.

The ones that are a result of the slow, deliberate often painful process of shifting mindsets.

The miracles I currently need are ones that will remain unseen even after they happen.

God is healing my heart.

In ways and shapes that I’m still uncovering.

Because when I attempt to measure who and what I was and where I am, I have no tool to do it.

The gap is far too wide.

God has been healing a part of me that I didn’t even know needed intervention…my imagination.

The divine, God-given space for creativity.

Not just for manifesting new art and words and thought, but for courage to pursue new realities.

Your imagination is where you determine and establish that your past won’t be your present.

Your present doesn’t have to be your future.

When your imagination is used in partnership with the Holy Spirit, the personification of God’s breath, it breathes the unimaginable into reality.

You imagine something different.

For you. And those influenced by you.

When we’re stuck and struck by anxiety and fear, the place and space that should help get us out of that is often congested by nonsense that won’t do the work of freeing us.

Our imagination is a divine space.

Given to us to blueprint the glorious destinies God inspires us to pursue.

Let’s purge it of fear and fill it with faith.

And let’s seek the elegant miracle of a renewed imagination.

Hope this helps!

Amber