For months I had the recurring sense that something small and wondrous would bring about a drastic change in my life. One morning, while sitting outside my countryside home bathed in the beauty of early daylight, I received my inspiration.
In the summer garden of my home, I sat by the water’s edge between the flowering crabapple trees. And for a brief moment, I was able to take it all in, everything around me… the insects crawling on the ground, the sound of meadowlarks singing high amongst the trees, the abundant scent of fresh flower blooms, and a new born fawn that stumbled across my garden path.
I, in that very instance, understood it all.
Isaiah 51:3
…and he will make Her wilderness like Eden, and her desert like the garden of the Lord. Joy and gladness shall be found therein, thanksgiving and the voice of melody.
After having understood this message, I realized my own identity and the need to share this message with the women of the world.