His Spirit

Featured image: Inukshuk - Kasba Lake

God’s Spirit guides me.

I asked myself, “Does God’s Spirit guide me?” In time, I found my answer. The best way I can describe it—and I am a visual speaker, so I’ll describe it with an image—is this: it’s like the light God gave to me on Goeth Island, when I was standing on what felt like the middle of nowhere on Kasba Lake.

Facts about the rock on this island:

• Mineral-rich rock: Goeth Island is formed of granite shot through with seams of stark white quartz. This is the source of the island’s unique appearance.

• Glacial history: The landscape surrounding Kasba Lake, including the islands, was heavily shaped by glaciers during the last ice age, approximately 11,000 years ago. Glacial action scoured and exposed the underlying bedrock, leaving behind a dramatic and rugged landscape.

• Subarctic environment: Located just below the tree line in Canada’s subarctic, the northern end of Kasba Lake features barren islands and rock outcrops, contrasting with the wooded southern end.

When I was fishing, I asked to be dropped off alone for a bit, and when I wanted to be picked up I would stand tall on one of those rocks and wave my arms. I couldn’t be missed in my bright pink sweater (I wasn’t missed).

Anyway, I wander the island every year we go to Kasba. This year, I tried to touch as many rocks as I could. Then I just stood still, closed my eyes, turned my head to the sky, and felt the presence of as many things as I could. I began to feel a bright yellow-white radiant light rising from the earth—from my feet to the tips of my hands, to the sky. It was a glorious light.

I felt His Spirit in this light—through the earth and through all things. For me, this was feeling His Spirit in me, and I want to feel it in me as much as I can, though I don’t always. But when I share it with others, it frequently appears.

So I may be selfish right now, because when I think of all the excellent spirits I am touching, why wouldn’t I want to do that? The same thing happens with my work, my art—it’s glorious. Just glorious.