They That Wait

They that wait on the Lord shall renew their strength and mount up with wings like eagles. They shall run and not grow weary and they shall walk and not faint. Isaiah 40:30.

There’s something about waiting. Something about resting. He created the heavens and the earth in 6 days and on the 7th He rested. There is definitely something about resting. It renews. It restores virtue and strength. It allows for the release of courage and strength. It allows for new strategy to be created.

It is through waiting that God often speaks. Its in the still waiting that the value of the end increases. A man who waits YEARS for his wife will find her more valuable. The harder it is to attain a thing is the more valuable it is.

Verse 29 in that same passage tells us it is God who gives power to the faint and increases their strength. Many Christians often go astray and they wonder, “Where did I go wrong?” Or “How did I get here?” But the strength is in the waiting. The strength is in the devotion and the time spent in prayer and praise and worship.

Sometimes we wonder whether fasting and prayer is even necessary. But it is. It takes us away from all distractions and brings us into deep encounters with the Lord. Think about it, a newly wed couple takes a honeymoon and spends that time concretizing their intimacy and when things are good in a marriage the couple may be known to spend vacations together and enjoy each other. Maybe they have date nights away from the kids or weekends where the kids sleep at grandma’s house. If our relationship in marriage is like that of our relationship with Christ. Then certainly we do need honeymoons…in the spirit that is.

Sometimes waiting is simply pursuit; the pursuit of your husband, your saviour, your God. I’m reminded of the love story in Songs of Solomon where the husband knocked on the wife’s door and she refused to open to him and when he left she came outside in search of him. Pursuing Him but couldn’t find him for a while. Eventually she did and when she found him her love for him had grown. Such is the love of Christ. Such is the value of His presence that we should pursue Him with every fibre of our being.

In verse 30 Isaiah reminds us that even the very strong young man or woman needs the strength of the Lord and without it they will fail. For we cannot do anything in our own strength. We need Him.

Waiting the way God intended is different from the way of the world. It relieves anxiety. Hence the scripture that admonishes us not to be anxious for anything but through prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let our request be made known to God.

Waiting is like cooking, we can either wait for the three minute Ramen noodles, or we can wait for the feast He has prepared for us with delights to our hearts content. So wait on the Lord and he will strengthen your heart. Wait I say on the Lord. Psalm 27:14.

Thou Bride, Make Yourself Ready.

When do we repent? When do we really sit before God and repent for evil gluttonous and wretched ways. I seem harsh but my heart really aches because of the unrepentance and blindness of so many of God’s people in this generation.

God wants so much more from us than requests for blessings. Beloved this is the season where we the church is required to do more than ask for financial prosperity. Our God is way more than a Santa’s Claus in a red suit that only shows up once a year. We really have to stop treating him like Chris Kringle.

If you love Him why not just sit in His presence and worship Him. Whether that means silence, listening to worship, singing praises to Him like David, or searching His scriptures.  Beloved this relationship has to mean more to you than everything else.

Our societies tell us we must always be rushing around; that we can’t afford to spend an hour worshiping; that 15 minutes is sufficient. But I tell you this,
when you’re in love, time is not enough. When you’re in love you bask in butterfly stomachs and day dream of daisies when your love is absent.  When you’re in love you spend time, you plan your time around your love.

May your love for Him be even a mustard seed as much as He loves you. May our eyes be opened to His love for us. And may we make our selves ready for our Groom, our Lover our Husband. JESUS.

Thou Bride, Make Yourself Ready.

When do we repent? When do we really sit before God and repent for evil gluttonous and wretched ways. I seem harsh but my heart really aches because of the unrepentance and blindness of so many of God’s people in this generation.

God wants so much more from us than requests for blessings. Beloved this is the season where we the church is required to do more than ask for financial prosperity. Our God is way more than a Santa’s Claus in a red suit that only shows up once a year. We really have to stop treating him like Chris Kringle.

If you love Him why not just sit in His presence and worship Him. Whether that means silence, listening to worship, singing praises to Him like David, or searching His scriptures.  Beloved this relationship has to mean more to you than everything else.

Our societies tell us we must always be rushing around; that we can’t afford to spend an hour worshiping; that 15 minutes is sufficient. But I tell you this,
when you’re in love, time is not enough. When you’re in love you bask in butterfly stomachs and day dream of daisies when your love is absent.  When you’re in love you spend time, you plan your time around your love.

May your love for Him be even a mustard seed as much as He loves you. May our eyes be opened to His love for us. And may we make our selves ready for our Groom, our Lover our Husband. JESUS.

So… Had an interesting Dream which I never want to forget.

I was living in St. Thomas, Jamaica** (Only this place was an expensive place to live–according to the dream) And the surroundings were unimpressive–kinda like a rural slum. Village was dark. Not many people there. Not many friends of family members either, the only person i knew there was my grandmother. Was kind of a Lodabar place. A place I should not have been, but chose to be there to  protect my “grandmother.” While in St. Thomas I had a job as some sort of factory worker. Like a real labour mans job…hard work. And my boss was an unassuming man, but it was clear that he was powerful. He had on a white helmet but not workman’s clothes like me. And he had an assistant walking beside him the whole time. He design a machine which my grandmother was supposed to go through, but I knew that once she went through it she would never be the same. And every time my boss came to put her through the process I would stop what I was hired to do, and go and prevent, or try to soften the impact of it of him putting her through the machine.

And I chose to stay there only to protect my Grandmother… Like trying to resuscitation her even though the boss has already made a pronouncement.   And my boss kept wanting to put my grandmother through this processing machine (hard to explain) And even though I had other work to do, I was so busy trying to prevent her from going through the process that I would stop doing my Job to come back and “save her” or at least, that’s what i thought I was doing. At one point I myself almost ended up going through the machine. All in the interest of saving my grandmother. 

The Lord is telling told me to stop it. 

He says concerning my dreams: I will multiply them beyond your ability to recall. and you will be loud throughout the nations. Yes you. yes I will use you in ways you cant even imagine.  But you must let go of your past. You cannot hold on to what I have called dead. It is mine. It is mine. My word is FINAL. No negotiations. Let it GO!. Let it Go!. I will do things swiftly and in a way that baffles you.  But you cannot receive my new blessing unless you release that which I’ve been wrestling to take from you. I am he who comforts and is close to the broken-hearted. I am He who sits closer than a brother. Vengeance is mine and I will repay…But Let it go. 

This dream at first glance doesn’t make sense. But while coming out of sleep I was given the interpretation thereof. I keep holding on to my past mistakes as if I have a responsibility to protect them especially one major mistake that I made. Or protect myself of the scrutiny of that the knowledge of those mistakes would bring. I have confined myself to a box. To a place where it is too expensive to stay; a Lodabar place. In that God wants to do a huge thing in my life with those said experiences, but He cant because  I continue to recount how far from from Him I had strayed. (see Sifted like Wheat ) To some extent its like having a Job experience but you still holds on to the former life even though God had placed you in a newer life. 

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***I would never infer that a man ought not take care of his grandparents. That’s not the point of this dream. But the Lord wants me to stop living in a a place of mourning and allow Him to bring me to a place where he can use me and those experiences I have held on to so tightly, FOR HIS GLORY. Meaning my testing, though it may be a testimony, is no longer mine, but His to do with it as he pleases. 

*** St. Thomas Jamaica is not necessarily a lodabar place, What the Lord was saying is that I had confined myself to one corner small corner of what he has in store for me. if you check out a Map of Jamaica you’ll see that literally St. Thomas is a small corner of the country. 

 

 

 

How to Measure Success

We go through this life being so engrossed in what worldly success looks like and praying that God does so in our lives.  But what is success really? Is it how much money we have in the bank/or the lack thereof?  Is it the size of our house or the cost of our car? Or is the mere appearance of success by what we wear and how we speak and how many letters we have at the end/ beginning of our name?

None of that matters.

All  that matters is 2 Timothy 4: 7

That we have fought a good fight, we’ve finished the course and kept the faith and in the future there is laid up for us the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day.

It doesn’t matter what earthly wealth we acquire; whats more important is what we’ve done for kingdom.  Thats how we acquire heavenly treasures… 🙂

 

 

My Dad’s Stronger than yours

You know as a little girl I used to think my dad was the strongest, most powerful man alive. I used to feel so safe in his hands. I was his loudest cheerleader. As far as I was concerned, nothing, or no-one could harm me once I was with my daddy 🙂 And it wasn’t because he was a Mike Tyson or anything. In fact he was an ordinary man, but he was MY DADDY. 😀 I’d get so excited when I heard my dad’s car in the driveway when he came home from work. I genuinely felt safer at nights when he was home. And to be honest I think its quite normal for little girls to feel that way about their fathers. That’s why God created them. Fathers were to be the priests of the household, the one that represented the family to God and lead them to God. That’s why the Word tells us to honour our father and mother because he placed us in their hands.

On Fathers Day I was thinking about how I saw my dad as a child. The thing is, now that I’m an adult, I no longer see him as the strongest man alive. I thank God for my dad and I now see him as a great man of God, but not the most powerful.  Rather I recognize that he’s only human.  I have grown to understand that God is my ULTIMATE FATHER, and my earthly father–a mere human–is the man that God entrusted me to.

At any rate that’s not really my reason for this post. Lets talk about how we see our heavenly Father. The truth is if we look at God through the innocence of a child we will see Him as the strongest, most powerful, and to a greater extent all knowing Father He is. We will see Him the way I saw my dad when I was a little girl. Christ told His disciples to allow the children to come to Him because that’s the way the kingdom is. In fact He said unless you change and become like a little child you will not enter the kingdom of heaven. Further, he calls us to be “born again” Whats the significance of that? To be born again implies a clean slate, a fresh start and the willingness to be remolded, by erasing the impressions  imprinted on our hearts by this world.

That’s what God craves from us. To be so dependent on Him, To crave His presence, To long for Him to “come home”, To boast about Him (testify), To enjoy spending time with Him, To long for Him to spend time with you, to genuinely feel safer when He is home….much like a child really.

In the Old Testament the Bible talks about Obed-Edom. When David tried to transport the Ark of the Covenant in the wrong way, and God struck Perez Uzzah in the process David had to leave the Ark at Obed-Edom’s house. And for the couple of months it was there, God blessed Obed-Edom immensely. If you read 1 Chronicles16 when David decided to try and transport the Ark back to Jerusalem, Obed Edom volunteered himself as a gatekeeper,  a musician, a doorkeeper in the processions to bring back the Ark. I understand this to mean that he was so impacted by the presence of God that he wanted to be in His presence constantly. If there was music to be done, he wanted to do it. If there was marching to be done, he wanted to do that too. If there was singing he wanted to do that too. There were many levites involved in the procession but the bible records that Obed Edom was involved in virtually everything. And what he couldn’t do, he had his sons do it….lol. 😀

We need to desire our Father’s presence to that extent. I cant imagine how it must have felt to constantly and knowingly be in God’s presence. And to flourish therein. That had to be amazing… No wonder he wanted to do everything. 🙂

So that I may understand that I ought to see God as my All powerful father, I can truly say this without reservations  ” My Dad’s Stronger than Yours.” :p That is, if you don’t know Him as your Dad too. 😀

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