When we step away for a while, some may say we are “acting irresponsible”. The truth is that we must, at times, step away.
Jesus set the perfect example. He stepped away from the crowds. He excused himself from the chaos. He silenced the voices in order to focus in on the mission. His passion was not to save a few on the edge of a continent somewhere overseas. His passion was to save you and me some 2000 years down the road.
Beloved, step away to listen to the Father. He speaks in the quiet. Where He pulls, go. You are safe there. No matter what others might say.
“Then when they were alone, he turned to the disciples and said, “Blessed are the eyes that see what you have seen. I tell you, many prophets and kings longed to see what you see, but they didn’t see it. And they longed to hear what you hear, but they didn’t hear it.” (Luke 10:23, 24 NLT)
Packed days overwhelm with overwhelmed-ness.
Stay the course.
‘When I think I’m going under,
part the waters Lord.
When I feel the waves surround me,
calm the sea.
When I cry for help,
Oh, hear me Lord,
and, hold out Your hand-
Touch me, Lord
Still the raging storm in me.’
‘I thank you for answering my prayer and giving me victory!’ (Psalms 118:21 NLT)
Seeking love from others keeps you from realizing that you already are the love of God Most High. You already are it. Father God has blasted you full of all the love you will ever need. Your job is to tap into it and give it away to others.
When you start thinking you need acceptance and love from another human, you are mentally out of your business and into theirs. Only they can control what they will do with their endless portion.
Stay laser beam focused on keeping your heart in line with The Almighty’s plan for your love-giving journey.
‘Watch this: God’s eye is on those who respect him, the ones who are looking for his love. He’s ready to come to their rescue in bad times; in lean times he keeps body and soul together. We’re depending on God ; he’s everything we need. What’s more, our hearts brim with joy since we’ve taken for our own his holy name. Love us, God , with all you’ve got— that’s what we’re depending on.’ (Psalm 33:18-22 MSG)
Rifle season for deer.
Something about the companionship of the outdoors creates a sort of knowing like no other. The Master Creator pulls the mysteries together out there. The inner and the outer.
We each walk in our own wilderness, don’t we? Yet, when our inner landscape collides with the outer landscape a rhythm sets in. Followed by a certain focus. Wonder.
Certain delight sets up in my men as they experience this tradition together. From the rhythm they allow in, mysteries begin to unfold … Revealing themselves to be seen. The God of the Angel Armies releases demons within and replaces them with peace in the dark alleys within.
‘The voice of the Lord shakes the wilderness;’ (Psalms 29:8 HCSB)
In each season of life, there are impressions that come that are too profound for words. Notice sounds that come in indescribable sounds. Notice colors, not only those you see with your eyes, but those that are touching the deepest part of your heart.
Father God uses all of His creation to speak with us – especially when words just aren’t enough to cry out the mix of emotions that need to be touched, accepted. Recognize the tenderness of the emotion in your hours. Recognize them, and return them home.
‘Thank [God] in everything [no matter what the circumstances may be, be thankful and give thanks], for this is the will of God for you [who are] in Christ Jesus [the Revealer and Mediator of that will].’ (1 Thessalonians 5:18 AMP)
What are you afraid of?
What scares you to death?
DearOne, we all have our stuff, don’t we? The thing I have learned is this: even when it all comes down, when the world weighs down and everything I hold dear I start to question, when I feel like I am on the edge of losing it all and I feel darkness closing in, my God is pulling my heart closer into His. Threading me in tighter. And, sometimes it hurts. Growing can be painful.
Perhaps, I need to walk in that painful place, down my throat where the huge clump sits, blocking the air, blocking the sound, blocking blood flow, causing pain. And, maybe I need to discover that this big boulder sitting in my throat is full of a huge mass of words, compacted into stone – words pushed back, words too scary to face, words too tender, too beautiful to admit.
That boulder holds the part of you that has been held back for too long- now ready to be born.
‘There is no fear in love [dread does not exist], but full-grown (complete, perfect) love turns fear out of doors and expels every trace of terror! For fear brings with it the thought of punishment, and [so] he who is afraid has not reached the full maturity of love [is not yet grown into love’s complete perfection.’ (1 John 4:18 AMP)
Rocks cry out in praise. Everything in nature knows the Maker.
The world around you.
Dust behind your wheels knows its Maker.
Pine cones know their Maker.
Baby calves know their Maker.
Air knows its Maker … And carries the sweetness of nature’s heavenly praise in wisps of pure glory to the ears of its Maker.
And, let your praise be carried to fill your Maker in heavy aroma of unthrottled, unchained praise.
‘“I tell you,” he replied, “if they keep quiet, the stones will cry out.” (Luke 19:40 NIV)
Love, it seems to me, in its fullest form is an ongoing cycle of birth and death and rebirth. We release one phase, just as we receive another. Pain fades. Passion ignites. Only for pain to resurface again – and again be chased away by passion.
Father God loves in the same way we are to love. Embracing beginnings while at the same time withstanding many endings. . .then again many, many beginnings. Often the miracles happen even in the same relationship. Ripples of growing and fading, then growing again.
‘In his kindness God called you to share in his eternal glory by means of Christ Jesus. So after you have suffered a little while, he will restore, support, and strengthen you, and he will place you on a firm foundation.’ (1 Peter 5:10 NLT)
Been thinking about Peter lately. From ‘Peter, James, and John in a sailboat’ – that Peter. He’s one of my favorite disciples. He tried. He failed. He tried again. And again. And again.
You see, when Jesus went looking for His closest ones, He didn’t choose the most perfect or the smartest or the ones with lots of money. He chose those that were highly coach-able. Ones who’s hearts could be changed by His love.
Sweetheart, that is all He wants from you and me. Pure-hearted trying.
Mistakes? Back up and make them as right as you can, then move on. Whatever you are called to, strive to be devoted to it in all ways- large and small. Fall short? Try again. Mastery is made in baby steps not in leaps. Be brave, be fierce. And move on.
Consider yourselves assigned.
‘Jesus said to him (Peter), “If it is my will that he remain until I come, what is that to you? You follow me!” (John 21:22 ESV)
“So let my life be the proof,
The proof of Your love
Let my love look like You and what You’re made of
How You lived, how You died
Love is sacrifice
So let my life be the proof,
The proof of Your love”
(Lyrics,The Proof of Your Love by For King & Country)
“Above all, keep loving one another earnestly, since love covers a multitude of sins.” (1 Peter 4:8 ESV)