20 Feb 24, Tuesday: The seed and trigger
This website I had set up weeks ago came to mind—it’s time to fill it up. Head to the About page to find out what “triggered” this memory.
21 Feb 24, Wednesday: The rainbow birth
“Why is there a rainbow here?” my younger daughter pointed towards the ceiling in the dining room. She had just woken up and stepped out of her room. Did she see a rainbow in Spirit or were her eyes blurry with halos? I pointed her to different spots in the house and asked if she saw rainbows. Nope, just the dining room.
Later in the morning, I felt prompted to start filling up this website. Meanwhile, I saw someone posted her child’s rainbow drawing on Instagram. Then there are the prophetic voices posting about birth: “great push”, and “rebirth moment”.
At noon, I was on the way to pick up my elder daughter from school. I was some distance away from the bus stop when my bus came. So I didn’t chase it, but somehow the bus stayed there for some time. There’s hope! I started to run to catch it, but it left when I almost reached. If only I had run a bit earlier. Turns out, it was a blessing in disguise. A missed bus or opportunity is not necessarily bad.
My running steps slowed into a walk and this was when lightning struck my tummy. I had a sharp acute stomach cramp. Good thing I wasn’t on the bus. I needed the toilet urgently. I hunched and wobbled to the train station, only to find out that the toilet was at the other end. I was nauseous and breaking out in sweat. It felt similar to when I was heading to the hospital to give birth. But this time, it was going to be shit in my pants.
All the toilet cubicles were taken! Deep breaths in and out. And when I finally plopped myself on the toilet bowl, nothing came out. “Breath, relax and push”, I recalled how the birthing process works. I was sweating like I just did a cardio workout. My energy was spent, and I was in pain. Moreover I was stressed out because I was late to pick up my daughter from school. At such uncanny timing, a male janitor kept asking every five minutes if there was anyone in the toilet, so he could come in to clean. I had him waiting for almost 15-20 minutes.
Was this the physical manifestation of a spiritual birth?
22 Feb 24, Thursday: The action and interruption
I was intensely working on this website. I was engrossed trying to get this website up and running soon.
Ring ring.
The school called and said my elder daughter complained of acute stomach pain. I had to stop what I was doing and pick her up. In that instant, I messaged a few of my friends to pray for my family. There were just too many accidents and health issues to be a coincidence.
Starting before Chinese New Year, my children had flu and cough, I had COVID and scalded my arm, my husband had COVID and knee pain, and there were many other falls, bumps and hits for my girls and me. Then of course the tummy. They could have been worse, so I thank God for His hands that protect us.
Yet, perhaps He allowed some spiritual attacks through to show me I was on the right track and the enemy was not sitting still to allow it to birth. I had been quite cynical, this website might just be another one of my projects that fall flat. I didn’t have high expectations, but I started on it because I felt God leading me to this.
With more pushback, the more I believe I should push it forward despite the birth pangs. Before Jesus began His ministry, He was tested and tempted as well.
23 Feb 24, Friday: The prophetic and peace
I wanted to pen this journey down, lest I forget the birth pangs. I scrolled through my album to find a rainbow photo. Eh, wait a minute, did I draw it out before? Sometimes I paint as a form of therapy and also a way for God to speak to me prophetically. It’s an amateur drawing though. I opened my sketchbook and the first page that opened up to me was the rainbow drawing.
I am that princess safe under the shelter of God’s rainbow. His rainbow glory shields me from the darkness around me. Even in the darkness, there are twinkling lights that shine through. With God, there’s no complete darkness.
Is there anything God is birthing inside of you?That passion. That idea. That natural inclination.
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