I am not even going to try to explain what happened. There are no words… but that’s okay… just like a husband and wife relationship, this is something so incredibly intimate that Jesus wants me to keep it between me and Him.
Just a small glimpse into the gifts he lavished me with throughout the day: Pastor Vernon read part of Psalm 93 in the sermon… it was an unfamiliar passage, something about being anointed with oil and becoming like a palm tree. Late last night, I had Joel Osteen on for background noise, and he referenced the exact same passage! Of course, I looked it up… Matthew’s commentary says:
Let us seek for ourselves the salvation and grace of the gospel, that being daily anointed by the Holy Spirit, we may behold and share the Redeemer's glory. It is from his grace, by his word and Spirit, that believers receive all the virtue that keeps them alive, and makes them fruitful. Other trees, when old, leave off bearing, but in God's trees the strength of grace does not fail with the strength of nature. The last days of the saints are sometimes their best days, and their last work their best work: perseverance is sure evidence of sincerity.
I will never view palm trees the same again.