I see you as a Roaring Lion coming over the hill toward me.
Your steps are sure and you know the destiny you have created before me.
Your light is immeasurable, and my hands are nervous for what I know is coming.
But there I stand in your presence unable to move, unable to speak.
YOU have come for ME.
I want to scream out and declare the destiny on my life I know is there, but it is not time.
I want to tell the world that you have positioned me for such a time as this, but my heart fails me and I lack the courage to confront a world so sure of itself.
Then like lightening striking, I am on my knees.
I have lost any will to do anything but to look at your beautiful and amazing face.
The love of God radiating from the song of love I hear coming from your heart to mine.
How can I think of exalting anything of my own, when your love is waiting for me.
I forget that I was born for more, and I relinquish all my dreams to you.
You are my most beloved and tender Father, and you have come for me.
Who am I, to change anything. To move with any freedom without your love to guide and direct me.
Suddenly, I am not who I am anymore but more of you. You are my strength. You are my vision. You are my everything… Who am I, Lord without you?
I think I have lost my way but you are just sanctifying the radical and bringing me to understanding of you. The thought that there is always more of you courses through me. Total and complete devotion leads me to say “What would you have of me, Lord?”
Your reply is simple; “It is your love I need daughter. The heart I gave you is the one I want.”
I understand at that point that there is nothing but the truth in him and he is seeking the same truth in me. It is NOT defined by the world but simple and pure and what he restores to me is simply himself in me. As I am fully restored to him, I know this day that started out with a question was given the answer. He restores all things to their most complete form in himself.
Dying and Jaded from the encounters of the enemy with no understanding of the weapons I had to fight back with … he reached out and touched my garment to show me who he really is.
I am astonished at his love and cannot keep my heart from soaring to new heights.
God does love me. He trains us and lifts us up in our most glorious state. It is how he is rewarded for his sacrifice. We are loved but we must find him, no one can do it for us. We are chosen but we must choose him, in big and small ways every day. Learning to walk in the light of the Lord is not a journey.
It is a lifestyle of repentance for the life choices we have made while the enemy was at our door.
We are not the tares but the wheat. We must resist the storms of life and through them grow to new heights. Always reaching for the Son to bring us light and give us the food. He is calling us to grow strong in him. To be the wheat and not the tares, to fight for the hope that we see. … and someday be food to others.
… his hand left my shoulder but somehow, I could still feel the love he left behind. His light seemed to be radiating everywhere. “Don’t leave.” I begged out loud. His heart still connected to mine, his journey to me still so clear. He communicated to me I was not alone and that he would never leave me.
My life is one of searching, and step by step I will see his face again one day. I have no recollection of how I stepped into that place with him that day but I do know it will not be the only time I will see him.
His light shines on me now, and I can’t wait to see what he shows me next. Until then I will speak to those who come my way about his goodness and his love. This journey is not the end just the beginning. I have much to accomplish before he returns, before he calls my name.