Context: As I wake, eyes still closed, I’m in my familiar, warm, dimly-lit inner space, looking down at the dark, still surface of my unconscious mind, repeating, “I love you, Lord; I love you.”
The face of the deep begins to stir, creating ripples which spread out from the centre until they are lost from my sight in the surrounding darkness. Then I hear myself saying aloud, “Let it be done to me according to thy word”. After this, I lie in silence, amazed and awed.
Eventually, I pick up my iPad, and start to write down what happened. I have a sense that something is coming: a change, a gain, a loss? What might it be? I feel a ripple of apprehension and excitement, which persists throughout the day.
Darkness covered the deep waters. And the Spirit of God was hovering over the surface of the waters (Genesis 1:2; NLT).
An angel of the Lord came from time to time and stirred up the water (John 5:4; NLT).
I love you, Lord; you are my strength (Psalm 18:1; NLT).
Mary said, Behold the handmaid of the Lord; be it unto me according to thy word (Luke 1:38; KJV).
Then he touched their eyes and said, “According to your faith let it be done to you” (Matthew 9:29; NIV).
Then Jesus told the centurion, “Go. As you have believed, let it be done for you” (Matthew 8:13; CSB).
Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven (Matthew 6:10; RSV).
I want your will to be done, not mine (Luke 22:42; NLT).