I was sitting in the kitchen on a bright, sunny afternoon. I asked Creator about revelation. How do we get it? How does it work?
As I sat there meditating on this, I had an open vision.* I saw what looked like a cloud. It was whiter than white and seemed to have form and substance. Suddenly, a window appeared in the middle of the cloud. Then the window opened. After a few moments, light streamed out from the cloud through the window. It had layers of yellow and gold and translucence. It was very beautiful and seemed to have a quality of joy to it, like it was alive. I knew this was the answer to my question. Revelation is something revealed from heaven.
But what is the difference between revelation and inspiration?
Recently, I had a prayer/devotional time with a friend. We read from the November 23rd entry in Jesus Calling, Enjoying Peace in His Presence by Sarah Young. An action was suggested: “As you go through this day, look for tiny treasures strategically placed along the way. I lovingly go before you and plant little pleasures to brighten your day. Look carefully for them, and pluck them one by one.”
My friend pondered this and asked what I thought. I shared an experience I had a few days earlier. While driving to a meeting I had the radio on. I wasn’t fond of the song so I changed to the AM band of Shine and one of my favourite songs was on: “I see the Lord” adapted from Isaiah 6:1: “ . . . I saw the Lord sitting on a throne, lofty and exalted, with the train of His robe filling the temple.” I was driving and worshipping in tears of awe, being blessed by His presence. This was a gift. This was more than a “tiny treasure” to me, but I felt this was an example of what the author was talking about.
Was this revelation or inspiration? It is not “either/or.” It is “both/and.” It seems they go hand in hand.
The Christmas season can be difficult for some people. I have a friend who starts to get depressed around mid-November and into all of December. For him, it is memories of residential school. For others, this may be the first Christmas without a loved one. Whatever the reason, I invite you to ask Creator to open a window of heaven and pour out some light to help you on your way. Or, ask Him to open your eyes to some of those “tiny treasures strategically placed along the way.”
I pray this Christmas season will be filled with inspiration and revelation like you have never experienced before, and may the New Year be more blessed than the last.
*My eyes were open.
Sharon Pasula is an Indigenous spiritual and cultural resource person who lives in Boyle Street.