Oh happy day
Today, on my birthday, I drove out into the African bush. As the first red rays cut through the black night and the morning mist, I heard this song and something made me think about what I call effective marketing coincidences.
Twice, in the past months, as I was listening to the radio while I was driving, an advertisement came on air at the same time I was passing a billboard with the same product in full colour right in my face. WOW that was effective. It was striking and it was very very powerful.
Back to the bush, and the morning song ...
Oh happy day (oh happy day)
Oh happy day (oh happy day)
When " J E S U S " washed (when " J E S U S " washed)
When " J E S U S " washed (when " J E S U S " washed)
When " J E S U S " washed (when " J E S U S " washed)
He washed my sins away
In a "magic" moment, as the word " J E S U S " came through the loud speakers, the red glimmering sun on the horizon broke through the mist ... (WOWOWOW)
And there it hung, just a red ball of fire conquering a new day.
Just quiet and powerful above the red sand.
The red lights of the car in front of me reminded me to concentrate on the road.
This came to mind:
On that old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine,
A wondrous beauty I see,
For ’twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died,
To pardon and sanctify me.
Then more "magic" as the next song started to play over the bush which was now splashed with a fresh red from the morning sun.
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
And through the tears I look into the rear view mirror into red eyes as I just let HIM move me.
Fire | Forgiveness | Love . . .
A year of Fire | Forgiveness | Love
A year of cleansing and a year of moving into what has been prepared in my life ... with Fire | Forgiveness | Love powered by the Lord.
God makes coincidences happen for me. And I walk into this year boldly but also humbled by HIS grace and love for me.
A year for a new afrowalk.
A closer afrowalk with Jesus.
And a afrowalk in HIS power.
I am weak, but Thou are strong,
Jesus keep me from all wrong;
I'll be satisfied as long,
As I walk, let me walk close to Thee.
CHORUS
Just a closer walk with Thee,
Grant it Jesus, is my plea
Daily walking close to Thee,
Let it be, dear Lord, let it be.
a m e n . . .
True stories from prayer-walks and pilgrimages where the dust of the road meets the grace of God. From the forgotten paths of the Karoo to the ruins of Ghana, these are testimonies of divine whispers, unexpected provision, and gentle encounters that remind us every step is a prayer and every journey is led by Him. Step by step, footprint by footprint.
Thursday, June 30, 2005
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