Coach Kinsey: August 2015

What Beth Moore said to me . . .

Watch me imitate Beth Moore!

In usual fashion, I awoke around 4 a.m., and felt a familiar nudge to spend time with Abba.

Leaving the warmth of my marvelous down comforter and memory-foam-topped bed, (you've really got to love God to do that, right?), I shuffled down the hallway into the living room.  There my bible and journal lay open on the sofa.

I picked up the journal, ready to write.  Nothing came.  Hmmm, perhaps God wants to speak through the word.  I flipped through numerous books and chapters, but could never settle on a particular passage.  I just wasn’t feeling it.  Everything seemed, well, meh.  After about an hour, I said, “Abba, I can’t seem to get the hang of it this morning, I’m going back to bed.”  And with that returned to the bedroom.

Before climbing back under my comforter (did I mention marvelous?) and sinking into the memory foam, I turned on the TV.  “Let me just check the stock market overseas,” I thought.  (Yeah, I did just say that!  The overseas stock market opens earlier, and usually indicates how the U.S. markets will open. I had some stock options in play at the time.)  Now the only reason I mention this, is that my TV was always on the stock channel.  Always.  But this morning when I clicked the remote, would you believe it, Beth Moore, yes, the Beth Moore was big-as-you-please on the screen? (Obviously, not the stock channel!)  I sat down on the foot of the bed to listen.

There was Beth with her big hair and southern twang saying, “Now, I just want you ladies to know (know-oh, two syllables) that God loves yooooooo this much!  I want to show you something that one of my cuuute little girls that sits by me in church wrote." Beth dramatically unfolds a note to read, ‘"Miss Beth loves me soooooooooooooooo much.'" Then she shows the note to the audience and the camera zoomed in.  “See here!” she exclaims, finger tapping the note, “look at all the o’s she put on this note.”  Sure enough, in grade school fashion the note was filled with o’s.

Beth continued, “This note makes me so happy, because this little girl (gur-al) knows, I mean she know-ohs that I love her!  She is secure in my love for her. And I want to tell you, precious ones that God wants you to be that secure in His love.  He wants you to know-oh that He loves yooooooo.  Everybody say that with me right now,‘God loves me soooooooooooooooooooooo much.’”
There I sat on the foot of my bed and repeated like a school girl, “God loves me soooooooooooooooooooo  much!”  Then I burst out laughing, pointed up to Abba and said, “You!  You’re too much!”  You let me sit on the sofa with no direction for an hour just so I would come back to the bedroom at precisely this moment to hear Beth Moore. And you even changed the channel on me.”

What a hoot!  Buried back under the amazing comforter, Abba and I both chuckled away at His little prank.  Yes, God did that just for me. His Kinsey girl.

That was over nine years ago. Since then Abba has shown his love to me in a countless surprising ways.  That’s one of my favorites.

Do you enjoy God like that?  I hope so.  I know He wants you to.

Leave a comment here, send me an email, or call me.  I’d love to hear what this stirs in you.

Want to say it?  Go ahead and give it a whirl, "God loves me sooooooooo much!"
He does!  Enjoy Him today.

© Kinsey Oglesby