The eighth day has come and gone and taken with it the last of the latter feasts.
I’m weepy this morning. Very weepy. I thought I had lost fellowship that I’d never have again after an incident where I gave my heart and love to a group of Believers and I was then set aside as unworthy by the leader. That group had felt like family to me and my heart was so very full. It was truly painful to have ‘loved and lost’. I mourned.
Our gracious loving Father had more plans for this provision.
This year I was gifted of Him two people to stay on our property. You know how He does things when He does them. All three of us have like passions for the things of ×××× . He brought an 81-year old lady, precious, sweet and fiercely passionate for His truth and a 30-something guy who is learning and growing in the Way and knowledge of Elohim with the same passion. Elohim set them down in my life on our property for this week of Sukkot/Eighth day. He brought them from other countries to my specific location and I had fellowship. I had His family here with me. I’m sorry if you don’t find that amazing, but I am overwhelmed with emotion. Don’t think for a minute that we have not had some wonderful meaty conversations and our hearts were knit together.
The end of the latter feasts is bitter-sweet. I know that there will never be another year exactly as this one has been; when the day is done it is over and finished and can’t be repeated ever again exactly as it was. But there will be others to come…..because He is so very faithful and loving towards His children. And I am again humbled by His fierce love.Updated Sep 27, 2019, 8:03 AM