I remember bringing my first son home 33 years ago. I was so young, only 21 years old, and I was terrified that I wouldn’t know what to do with a baby. He was so perfect. Born exactly on his due date, 8 pounds, 2 ounces, with beautiful blue eyes and long, long lashes. I fell in love with him instantly.
My husband worked the graveyard shift, so I was alone with my baby during the night. I would watch him sleep in his bassinet, just listening to him breathe. I had read all the horror stories about babies suddenly dying (aka crib death), and I couldn’t relax for the first few weeks. But as the weeks went by, and my baby grew stronger, my mom senses grew stronger, too. I knew when he was hungry, wet, tired, happy, or sad. I could pick out his cry amongst 10 other babies in the room. We were connected. No one taught me how to do that. It was my gut that told me what he wanted, without a word passed between us.
They say that a woman’s intuition is stronger than anything. In fact, it has been called The Sixth Sense. Sometimes, I feel something so strong in my spirit that I can predict what is going to happen before it happens. Haanel says that intuition grows stronger with use. In 17:23 of the Master Key System, he writes:
Intuition arrives at conclusions without the aid of experience or memory. Intuition often solves problems that are beyond the grasp of the reasoning power. Intuition often comes with a suddenness that is startling; it reveals the truth for which we are searching, so directly that it seems to come from a higher power. Intuition can be cultivated and developed; in order to do this it must be recognized and appreciated; if the intuitive visitor is given a royal welcome when he comes, he will come again; the more cordial the welcome the more frequent his visits will become, but if he is ignored or neglected he will make his visits few and far apart.
I believe that intuition IS a spiritual gifting, one that guides us to the truth even when the external seems to be otherwise. I’m learning to trust my intuition, or internal compass, more, but in order to be sure that I CAN trust it, I must be in tune with the voice that guides me. I’ve restarted the Mental Diet again, much like going on a cleanse of junk food, so that the voice I hear is pure and sweet. The verse I am praying on is Phillipians 4:8: Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable–if anything is excellent or praiseworthy–think about such things. Two days so far, and I am feeling refreshed already.