Lectio Divina—I Corinthians 2: 6-15
Wisdom and the Spirit, Lord. Mystery and Your love. These are the words repeated over and over in these verses and in my mind as I read them.

Led by Your Spirit. Your Spirit. Spirit.

Throughout the years, I’ve had to fight not to compare when others share their testimonies. You know that one of my default sins is comparison. Even last night at the women’s meeting, when my sister in Christ shared her beautiful testimony, I thought again, hmmm, and what exactly IS my testimony?

But doing the Lectio today, I know my testimony. Led by Your Spirit. Ever since I was a little girl, You have led me, whispered to me, called me, loved me, cared for me. From the shadow of the cross on the ceiling of the cabin at the lake when I was six, to the deer on the path at the youth camp when I was a preteen, to the whispers of the Spirit in high school, calling me to go beyond my upbringing, to the charismatic time in college where I actually began to discern Your Spirit and understand a tiny bit of that power, to the whoosh of the Spirit at the Urbana missions conference, taking me so much by surprise and leading me to France, to the laughter of the Spirit introducing me to Paul, to the leading of the Spirit as You peeled away layers of pride and shame throughout my young womanhood…That is my testimony. A girl and teen and young woman and wife and mother and friend and now a grandmother who pays attention to the Spirit. But only because: “We’ve been given …the Spirit who comes from God so that we may understand what has been freely given to us by God.” And “ we explain spiritual things to spiritual people.”

This is my testimony. Again and again and again being led by the Spirit—not because I was so spiritual but because THAT IS WHAT YOU DO when You live inside us, Lord. Your Spirit flits and wanders and twirls and guides, but in that mysterious way, that shadowy figure that walks into the light, first unknown and far away as I try to discern who He is, and then as I get closer or You get closer, I know, I KNOW. It’s Your Spirit!

So, if You’ve given me this sensitivity to the Spirit—in the unique way You give to every believer—let me again relax and rejoice in this freedom, this absolute sweetness. You are leading and all I have to do is follow—follow the meandering road, not with the assurance of ease, not without suffering and hurt and heartache and pain, but with these and with joy because I know, I know that You have led me to this place, to this now, and You will lead me around the bend.

And so, I give you my day, Lord, give you any anxieties that threaten, any worries about writing and family and pastoral care and so much more. I fling them up to You and say, Please dear Lord, take the anxiety away and let me run with joy into the path Your Spirit is wooing me into. Run with joy. Trust. Confess. Twirl.

Prompt for your own letter to the Lord: How has the spirit led you?