Eunoia: a vision in season

First Post

Eunoia is originated from an ancient Greek word εὔνοια, which means beautiful thinking, a well and pure mind, good spirit. In rhetoric, eunoia is the goodwill a speaker cultivates between himself/herself and his/her audience, a condition of receptivity. The perception that the speaker has audience’s interest at heart. Eunoia is also the shortest English word containing all five main vowel graphemes.

Inspired by its name, Eunoia The Journal will share my revelation of God’s beautiful plan for the season in the simplest way possible. It will contain His instruction, reminder, explanation, correction, warning, encouragement, whatever He told me or show me to share with people. I will share my personal conviction of  His message, vision or dream of the season.

Of course, it doesn’t mean that I know all things as the Bible says “For we know in part and we prophesy in part” (1 Corinthians 13-9). I’m far from perfect and still learning as He tests my heart and my mind and reveals any impurities in my life. I’m writing this blog as a response to His prophetic calling to serve others.

10 Concerning this salvation, the prophets, who spoke of the grace that was to come to you, searched intently and with the greatest care,11 trying to find out the time and circumstances to which the Spirit of Christ in them was pointing when he predicted the sufferings of the Messiah and the glories that would follow. 12 It was revealed to them that they were not serving themselves but you, when they spoke of the things that have now been told you by those who have preached the gospel to you by the Holy Spirit sent from heaven. Even angels long to look into these things.” (1 Peter 1:10-12)

I hope that it will bless you! If you happen to read this blog and you have an experience or revelation or additional insight related to the subject, please do not hesitate to comment, share your thoughts or even just leave your mark on this blog. It will mean so much to me.

 

Thanks for reading,

Naomi

Holla!

So yes, I can’t believe I finally start blogging at the age of 30! (Can you believe it?!) I mean…if you ask me, Do I like to write? Yes, probably better than talking. Have I ever think to make a blog? Yes, more than a decade ago! (Not now when I have to juggle between raising a toddler, leading a ministry with my husband, and running errands, for sure!)

But yeah, it’s funny how God directs your lives, right? He likes to push you out of your comfort zone and stretch you to be better and better each time. He loves to prove that you’re much more than what you think you are and can do better than what you thought you could do.

So, around a month before my 30th birthday, He gave me a dream when I slept. A very special one. (I’ll write about it later). I prayed and God gave me a revelation and confirmations about it. I shared it with my mentors, mentees and some closest friends whom I know are mature Christians. But that is all! Well, I never really shared something too spiritual like this to random people or in this case, public.

But around 2 weeks after that dream, God told me to write it down. So, I wrote it in my personal journal. And then a week after that, He gave me His words through Habakkuk 2:1-3.

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All of the sudden, I remembered a vision I got in a Morning Prayer Tower session at church 2 days following the dream. In the vision, I was standing on a cliff which was really high and shaped like a tower, where I can see everything around the territory. I asked God what it is and all He said was “Tempat Tinggi” or the High Place in English. So after reading the Words and prayed about everything He showed me, I feel the urge to write it on a blog.

Fast forward to 4 months after the dream, here I am, writing the very first post on my blog (What? 4 months after? Yes, you read it right, dear. I’m the worst procrastinator. LOL). But yeah, He only told me to write that particular dream I had, so no string attached here, okay. I may or may not write again on my blog. LOL! I’m joking! (Or I don’t *wink*).

 

Write to you later,

Naomi