2018: Walking In His Fullness

A lot of us experienced quite a bit of turbulence in 2017. The end of my year was quite unsettling and to be honest, left me wondering and questioning if I had heard some things correctly. We all have that and the Lord is perfectly fine with our questions.

He had given me a word to soak on for a good part of 2017 for 2018. That word was “Fullness”. I felt overwhelmed with His goodness with all He was showing me regarding this word. Walking into His Fullness for the New Year; what a great and exciting thing! I know it is still that amazing goodness that we will be walking in because tied to that is His Full Restoration; restoration for all that was lost and/or stolen, especially familial relationships. He is going after His family this year. All those shattered and impossible relationships will find His restoration.

Another part of this truth of walking in His Fullness is that sometimes, it’s experiencing His Presence in the midst of the hard stuff. It doesn’t always mean grief and loss, but Fullness means All Encompassing. We have to understand and experience this so we can fully walk in it. Our final sentence at the end of the day still has to be, “I trust You.”

“For My thoughts are not your thoughts, nor are you ways My ways…” Isaiah 55:8 (NKJV)

 

I had a brief dream the other day that I felt led to share.

In this dream were several people, we were standing and looking around at each other and our surroundings. There was countless people surrounding us, the majority we all knew one way or another. We also had a slight look of uncertainty on our faces, but as we looked, we noticed this giant chain link in our right hands. The Lord immediately gave me a prophetic word to speak to these individuals. He said, “You have held hands with many through many seasons of your life. You will continue to seasonally hold others’ hands, but right now, in this moment, you will know whom I am linking you to. These links are for My Divine Connections, the covenant relationships that will tarry with you as I move you up and onward. You won’t have any question who those people are as I will make it obvious for you.”

This is so important for this New Year! We are going to see the Lord move us at an exponential rate in every aspect of our lives and His preparation in and around us will be in place! Things may seem or feel a bit chaotic, but His Peace will surround you and bring clarity to every moment and situation He is bringing you to and through.

I kept seeing the number 32 yesterday. Anytime that happens, I know the Lord is trying to tell me something and He took me to Isaiah 32:17-18. The verses made think of years 2017 and 2018. For all the things He is bringing us to this year, you will have His perfect Peace.

“The fruit of righteousness will be peace; the effect of righteousness will be quietness and confidence forever. My people will live in peaceful dwelling places, in secure homes, in undisturbed places of rest.” Isaiah 32:17-18 (NIV)

 

 

Place of Desperation

How many of us have experienced a Place of Desperation? It’s that place where you’re left crying out because you need the Lord to “show up or else.”
I’ve been thinking a lot about all my points of desperation in my life so far and every single one of them has ended in the Lord’s incredible response.

My husband and I were talking the other day about life and all it brings. He asked the question, “Why do some receive and others don’t? What’s the deciding factor to each side?” That’s a hard one and it never has a concrete answer; sometimes there is no answer. My best response is that we are all on our own journey. We can’t look to the left, right, in front or behind because as soon as we do, we will compare our journey to what we see of others’ journeys. Comparison will kill everything. I also believe on our journey, it is in our response. How are we responding to Him? Are we settling our responses to our circumstances or are we raising our responses to the purpose for which we are called? Our current reality doesn’t look much like what we’re called to do, but we are choosing to respond in our calling and not our current storm.
Like I said, it can’t and won’t be concrete. We have to allow Holy Spirit to move and bend us in this path we’re on or we get stuck. Stuck in frustration and in our desperation for immediate response.

I have experienced plenty of trials in my life that have brought crippling suffocation and darkness where all I could utter was “Help me”. Each time He showed up and showed out miraculously. Those “boosts” were never “pain free”, but they began healing and movement that I needed and sight given to see His love and miraculous nature. There will be times when you know you’re responding, but you will have to walk through time of healing, waiting and refining that needs to come before He can walk you into the next step forward.

I was recently deeply challenged when watching a broadcast from a Facebook friend. He was sharing from Nigeria, Africa about a mother carrying her baby that had just passed away into this crusade. I don’t want to focus on this heartbreak but want you to see her desperation. How desperate are we for the Lord to really move in and through us? Are we so prideful that we hide our brokenness or are we desperately broken, desperately wanting the Lord to use us & move through us? I’m desperate to see the miraculous nature of God manifest not just in my life but in everyone I come in contact with. He is continually wrecking my heart for all that wrecks His. I’m desperate to see His healing manifest all around me, to see others come into His fullness; an awareness of who they are created to be in and through Him. Healing identity crises, healing bodies, minds and souls, mending the broken-hearted, hope to the hopeless and provision to all levels of need. We have the food to feed not just bodies, but food for the souls. When are we going to be overwhelmed with desperation for all those lost and wandering & living in places you can’t even comprehend? Walking broken and desperate into a meeting carrying your dead baby with all hope and desperation for it to be brought back to life?
I’m so beyond my selfish desperation to the point of not caring much about my needs. My God feeds the birds and beasts of this earth everyday; He will supply all my needs. Selfish and self-seeking desires are so shallow and unsatisfying. I’ve been wrecked and cannot go back to anything I knew before this. My desperation now is for all the faces I see when I close my eyes. I see all the lost and wandering souls of this earth and I’m left completely undone.
As you walk through this life, there will eventually be a place you’re heart reaches where it becomes desperate for more. I pray we all reach this specific Place of Desperation.

 

The Pen is Blue!!

The other day, Mark and I were talking about how times come when you feel you’ve reached a peace over life and circumstances, over dreams and future plans, and then all of a sudden, doubt and fear of disappointment try to cover over all of it. As we were discussing this, a scene in the movie “Liar Liar” came to my mind.

If you’re not familiar with this movie, the basic synopsis is that this lawyer’s son makes a birthday wish in that his dad cannot tell a lie. So, as this unfolds and the lawyer is discovering that he can’t lie, he goes in his office, grabs a blue ink pen and tries to say that it’s red. He then tries to write out that it’s red; all ending up in failure since both avenues are lies.

As I was sharing some things with Mark, I started to talk about this specific scene in relation to the Promises & Purposes over our lives. These things, which we were specifically created for, ARE the blue pen. They are THE TRUTH! There is nothing we can say or do to change the fact that they are truth! However, when we lose sight of that, when we allow doubt to take a hold, when we cover it over with our fear of being disappointed, we try to change it. We think it’ll be easier to just say that it is “red”. These things that seem so impossible, are in fact possible, because it’s not you that has to make it happen. All you have to do is come into agreement and say, “Yes, Lord! Here I am, send me!”

I know this is a difficult thing to actually do. I know how hard it is to keep a hold of Faith and Hope. So many of us have dreamt big dreams and been left in the dust of disappointment. I know. But, the Lord wants you to know that now is the time to hope again. Now is the time to shake off past disappointments. He will not disappoint you. When your hope is IN Him, when your faith is IN Him, you will know that His plans, His purposes over your life are going to be overwhelmingly fulfilling! He gave you those dreams to inject your faith with immeasurable hope! Fight off the doubt. Fight off the fear of disappointment. Hold onto His promises and His word. These things WILL BE!

 

Exodus 14:14 “The Lord will fight for you and you shall hold your Peace.”

Romans 8:25 “But if we hope for what we do not see, we eagerly wait for it with perseverance.”

Romans 8:28 “And we know that ALL things work together for good to those who love God, to those we are the called according to His purpose.”

Jeremiah 33:3 “Call to Me, and I will answer you, and show you great and mighty things, which you do not know”

Hebrews 11:1 “Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.”

In the Name of Love

Heart Upon Re-entry

“Heart Upon Re-entry” by Jim Carrey

So many people have been wounded and abused in the name of love. I have been sensing that a lot just don’t even know what it truly is anymore. It has been downgraded and perverted in so many ways. It has been used as a weapon for verbal, physical and sexual abuses; so much so, there is a large group of people that have simply sworn off “falling in love” and put up walls so high and deep for protection.

A good majority of people have been duped by the entertainment industry into what they think love is: an expectation of frilly, feel-good “love” that leaves you with this floating, euphoric feeling all the time. Although there may be brief moments of that, it’s not real love. Real love isn’t necessarily a feeling. You do feel it, but most of the time, you have to make the choice to love. Sometimes that choice is going to be the hardest one you will ever make. It is way below the surface. I like to compare it to the ocean. The ocean is breathtaking when you’re standing on the shore looking at it; especially during a sunrise or sunset. It’s peaceful to sit and listen to the lull of the waves. It’s fun to swim in the refreshing waters. It’s thrilling to catch waves on a surfboard. BUT, the depth of its beauty is deep below the surface. You have to dive deep into it, you have to be prepared for it, and it can be intimidating and scary. But, the awe-inspiring beauty is worth it.

“…but for Adam no suitable helper was found, so the Lord God caused the man to fall into a deep sleep…then the Lord God made a woman…and he brought her to the man. The man said, “This is now bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh; she shall be called ‘woman’ for she was taken out of man” for this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and they will become one flesh. The man and his wife were both naked, and they felt no shame” (Gen. 2:20-25)

When we partake of this surface-type “love”, it is guaranteed that at some point you will feel chewed up and spit out. When this happens there’s a part of you that blames yourself, leaving you feeling less than worthy of the something beautiful you were hoping and dreaming for. So now, each time someone new comes along, you swim in more shallow waters. This in turn pushes the other person away because there is a lack of trust. The baggage from the first swimmer is put on the next. It’s a vicious cycle and no one comes out feeling empowered, loved or free. Participating in all the things intended for marriage will always leave you empty and a piece of your soul connected to someone that doesn’t want the connection anymore. Thankfully, our God is one who Loves to Restore and Heal ALL things; especially our broken hearts.

I’ve now been married for almost 18 years. Our marriage is like every other (honest) one; like a roller coaster. Full of thrills, scares, unexpected turns, ups and downs. Several years ago, I went through a period that I just didn’t know what I felt anymore. My life had shattered into pieces and left me not recognizing how broken I was. Unfortunately, my husband took the brunt of my mess. Despite the mess I was, he showed up and walked out and fought for his unconditional love for me. See, I was such a jacked up mess that I didn’t even know how to accept his love and tried to push it away. When you’ve convinced yourself that you’re not worthy of something deep and meaningful, you settle yourself and wait for the other shoe to drop. If you don’t go beyond the fun beginning, then you don’t have to start sacrificing yourself. Real love is sacrificial. It’s compromising. It’s merging your life’s hopes and dreams with your spouse’s and sometimes some of those things don’t line up the way you imagined they would. Real love is searching out multiple avenues of communication to ensure your spouse is hearing and receiving in a healthy way. We all have an individual language and when we become One in our marriage commitment, we have to find a new language the both of us can speak and understand. This new language is created through some blood, sweat and tears; well, at least it was for us. Some of you might still be in denial because “everything is awesome”! When I had doubts of “my choice”, the Lord showed me it wasn’t really my choice, but His. He gifted me a husband that would be the manifestation of His unconditional love for me, through all my ridiculousness, my brokenness, in my mess, in my self-loathing and in all the beautiful moments of my life.

This isn’t all about marital love. Marriage is just one facet of Love.

I’ve learned unconditional love from my kids, too. This parenting thing is so much harder than I ever thought it would be. For a lot of my younger years I was told I’d never be able to have children, so I settled quite easily on not wanting children. I wasn’t heartbroken over it at all. But then again, I was a hot mess and didn’t know it. Then, I got married, and after a few years I started having that “twinge” to want kids. We now have four children and they all leave my head spinning and show me daily how much more of my flesh needs to die. I have likely apologized more than I’ve taught. But, like most parents, I would move Heaven and Earth to protect them and do everything in my power for them. God, our Heavenly Father, loves us unconditionally, even more than we love our own kids.

I had a long, hard road to be able to call on God as my “Father”. Every single one of us grew up with flawed parents and it’s guaranteed that every single one of us will be a flawed parent. Not one of us gets out of this parenting game with a perfect score. Some of our mess-ups create wounds and scars and I had some from my childhood. Because of that, I had a hard time thinking about God as my father because I was comparing Him to my earthly father. Now, I need to state that I love my dad unconditionally; no matter the ups and downs we’ve had over the course of my life. God is a restorer of families because family holds His heart more than anything else.

So, when we compare our Heavenly Father to a downgraded and flawed version, we’ve missed it. That’s where my struggle was and that’s where the Lord met me on my healing journey. Showing me who He truly was and He continues to do this. He moved Heaven to open up the way for us to experience Him as our Daddy. For a long time, I couldn’t understand why my Mom called God “Daddy”. Today as I write this, now I know. We all have a craving deep in our souls to have a meaningful and fulfilling relationship with our Dads (Mom’s too). There’s something powerful that happens when your Dad speaks encouragement over you and when he declares his love for you. This is what God our Father does. Reading His words of adoration for His creation and His children is indescribably fulfilling and empowering. You learn who you were created to be. You find your purpose in this crazy life. Without getting too political or polarizing, there’s something that has to be said. This is just my observation and opinion (there, you have my disclosure). My generation and the generations following, there is a huge deficit of fathers. I see SO many people that unbeknownst to them, they are searching out for that kind of love and acceptance. They’re seeking and continually landing on downgraded, abusive and perverted versions of the real thing. It absolutely shatters my heart. There are people everyday that are around you suffering from ignorance of what love truly is. We all need it, we all crave it; we were created from love and for love.

I’m so desperate for others to experience the transformative power of unconditional love.

When I say, “I love you all”, I absolutely mean it. You are loved and valued; you have a purpose and plan over your life that you were created to fulfill. Everything has purpose for your purpose and we walk into that from a place of love. I pray you have a pure encounter with this breathtaking, unconditional love.

I will leave you with a couple of scriptures that speak about this.

Psalm 139:13-16 “For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful. I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before on of them came to be.”

John 3:16-17 ”For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life. For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through Him.”

1 Cor. 13:1-13 “If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophesy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing. Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails….but when perfections comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part’ then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known. And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

Song of Solomon 8:6-7 “Place me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm; for love is as strong as death, its jealousy unyielding as the grave. It burns like blazing fire, like a mighty flame. Many waters cannot wash it away. If one were to give all the wealth of his house for love, it would be utterly scorned.”

Eph. 3:14-19 “For this reason I kneel before the Father, from whom His whole family in Heaven and on earth derives its name. I pray that out of His glorious riches He may strengthen you with power through His Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge – that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.”

Wrestling Jacobs

“22 And he arose that night and took his two wives, his two female servants, and his eleven sons, and crossed over the ford of Jabbok. 23 He took them, sent them over the brook, and sent over what he had. 24 Then Jacob was left alone; and a Man wrestled with him until the breaking of day. 25 Now when He saw that He did not prevail against him, He touched the socket of his hip; and the socket of Jacob’s hip was out of joint as He wrestled with him. 26 And He said, “Let Me go, for the day breaks.”

But he said, “I will not let You go unless You bless me!”

27 So He said to him, “What is your name?”

He said, “Jacob.”

28 And He said, “Your name shall no longer be called Jacob, but Israel;[a] for you have struggled with God and with men, and have prevailed.”

29 Then Jacob asked, saying, “Tell me Your name, I pray.”

And He said, “Why is it that you ask about My name?” And He blessed him there.” (Genesis 32:22-29)

 

Jacob’s promise was peace with his brother that he had wronged. He was journeying back because the Lord promised him reconciliation. And, then fear came at him. He sent blessings ahead of him to decrease the fear coming at him. In his solitude, the Lord appeared. Jacob grabbed a hold of Him and wrestled for that promise. This promise meant everything to Jacob. To him, it was worth the struggle, the pain and the exhaustion. “I will not let go until you bless me”, as in “do what you promised!” Not only did the reconciliation happen, he was given a new name; a new identity as an entire nation.

The promises and dreams over our lives are only a glimpse into the fullness of what the Lord has planned for us. We’re not contending for selfish desires, we’re contending for all that will be affected by our dreams being fulfilled. It has been and will always be Kingdom and for His Glory; our lives reflecting His Love and Goodness! It’s too big and too good to give up on! Don’t quit! Keep wrestling! Morning is coming!!!

Memorial Sacrifice

Memorial Day (here in the USA) is a day to remember all our service men and women who have laid down their lives for our freedom. Their blood on the battlefield has been payment for the freedoms we live under in this country. My admiration for these people and their families is and will always be indescribable.

When we are in love with someone, we think about them all the time. Since this past holiday weekend, I couldn’t help but think about Jesus laying His life down for my freedoms as well. The freedoms that transcend the place I reside in; these freedoms gifted to me go so far beyond. They give me peace in the midst of storms, provisions in my needs, love for the “unlovable”, forgiveness for everything not apologized for, forgiveness for myself and all the things I’ve ever said and done, an eternal freedom in Heaven when my time is done here on this Earth. This freedom is like a breath of the fresh air on the first day of spring, breathing in all the fragrance of the budding flowers and grass; all the new life coming into bloom. His willingness to give up His life for me so that I can experience these freedoms leaves me blown away every moment of every day.

Then, I’m left with this question for myself: Is there anything in my life that I’m willing to lay down in sacrifice for Him? When you’ve been blessed with a freedom like this, you want to do something to honor it. Not because you have to or because it’s required, but because your heart is filled with gratitude. How has my life honored this? Am I just enjoying the freedoms or am I truly honoring it.

I wrote about this in a previous blog post (Net-Breaking Blessing) that I’m constantly being reminded of. This story about Simon Peter (Luke 5:1-11), a fisherman by trade, had been out all night long trying to bring in a harvest and was grossly unsuccessful. Pulled his boat to shore early that morning, cleaning off the nets and closing up his day and likely full of frustration and discouragement, is now asked by Jesus to use his boat. He then gets Jesus on his boat, puts out a bit from the shore and Jesus preaches a message to all who were following him. After the message, Jesus tells him to go out into the deeper waters and cast his nets on the right side of the boat. After a long night of unsuccessful fishing, the last thing I’d want to do is more fishing. But, he did it and not only did Jesus fill the nets with fish, they were in such abundance the nets were breaking and the boat was sinking! Once they got to shore, Simon Peter was in awe of this miraculous thing that had just taken place. Jesus spoke purpose over him and Simon Peter’s reaction was to leave his blessing right there on the shore to follow Jesus into an unknown future.

I share this to say, what have we sacrificed out of our adoration of Jesus and the blessings He’s gifted us? How could we become fishers of men if we hold onto the blessing for ourselves? How would we gain wisdom without trials? How would we grasp a hold of peace if it weren’t for storms? How would we recognize the amazing and lush greens of our Promised Land if we hadn’t experienced the elements of the desert? The thing we have to continually sacrifice is our flesh. Our flesh wants the fruit from the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil when wisdom tells us the Tree of Life is all we truly need. Our flesh wants the blessings without sacrificing some comforts to become all the Lord has called us to be. I suppose Simon Peter could have still been a fisher of men while enjoying the spoils of that net-breaking haul, but I don’t believe he would have been as successful as we was. He still would have reached lives, but not at the level of impact that he had. No matter our choices, the Lord will use us. It’s our choice to learn and understand Heaven’s accounting. Simon Peter became more blessed than that load of fish. Wholly blessed, inside and out, not just isolated to his bank account.

So, my challenge is this: to be willing to lay my life down in sacrifice, walking away from what appears to be the blessing I’ve been praying and hoping for; realizing that if that is so amazing, He has something so much better in store. We have to strive not for the blessings, but for the purpose He has on our lives. It’s not about me, it’s about Him working through me to reach the ones who haven’t met Him yet. Becoming “fishers of men” in this life.

Square Peg, Round Hole

I’ve been chewing on this word I’ve had for a while now and on Sunday night, I felt the Lord saying to share it now.

I’ve never really liked the label “Generation X” (of course, I don’t care for labels, period). It’s always felt like it was saying, “This generation has no real purpose or value, they’re no one special, just cross them off the list, look over them and ignore, etc.” I know from my own life experiences and what I know now, this was exactly the plan the enemy has had for this generation. Yes, I made a lot of poor choices for a lot of my years that should have wiped me out, but there was divine protection. I know a lot of people that can say the same thing. The wiping out of this generation has been rampant because of the true purposes on these lives! So, instead of “crossing out” I see and hear this generation as “X Marks THE Spot!!” There are going to be some truly amazing treasures uncovered through this special generation!!

 

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About a week ago, I woke up one morning with this picture in my mind of all of these round pegs fitting nicely in the round holes and me as the square peg sitting outside unable to fit. This isn’t new to me. I have always felt this way for a good portion of my life. A lot of my early years I simply was not ever comfortable in my own skin, not knowing who I was or really what I felt or believed in. My most recent bout with this simply just boils down to: where do I fit in this world; what exactly is my purpose?

This “not fitting in” has always had a negative connotation to me though. You know, not fitting in, not conforming, not going with the flow, not following all the rules, not coloring inside of the lines. As I was listening in on a live broadcast, I made a comment about being a puzzle piece put away in the wrong puzzle box. And, in that moment it hit me. I was made to stand out. I was made to be different and there’s nothing negative about that!

What I have found over the last several years is a lot of us in the Generation X generation have very much felt stuck on the sidelines; riding the bench in life. Never made to feel all that important or that we had much to offer. Yes, we get along with the older generation and we get along with the younger generation.  But, never having or knowing or filling any deep purpose for anything that our heart longs to do. And in all of these thoughts and sitting here processing it, it just hit me: we were all made to be those square pegs in this round-holed world. We are made to shine, to look different, to be different, to show others how to stand out, stand up, think for ourselves; not conform (in a respectful way), to be that individual unique person that we were created to be. And maybe Gen X’s purpose is to call that out, speak it out and help the older generation understand that conformity and coloring inside the lines isn’t the way to do life anymore. And to the Millennials, showing them how to embrace their individuality, but doing it in a way that is respectful and kind and not condescending to the older generations. I’m watching these Benjamin and Joseph generations rising up and it’s a miraculous and amazing thing to see and finding where you fit in that place could also be a part of that square peg in a round hole. You want to fit in somewhere, you want to be a part of something and you want to have that tribe of people that see value in you. I think a lot of us have felt that in the search for that tribe, we have found ourselves very much alone. Alone on the battlefields, alone in the caves, alone in the pits, in the prisons and no one there to really cover and lift up and pray for us. I know those things have been a continual battle for me over the last several years and what I found is that I simply need to keep seeking, keep staying in the quiet place and listening for the Lord’s voice; not seeking or listening for other voices or affirmation.

The Gen X generation doesn’t want to be on the sidelines, we very much don’t want to be the bench riders; we want to be included. I believe Gen X-ers are done being excluded and looked over and not understood that we have a great deal of wisdom to pour out and no one is giving opportunity to do that. But in this, there absolutely cannot be an orphan spirit, bitterness, rejection, resentment or entitlement. That can most definitely be a battle and I think that’s a big battle for a lot of us Gen X-ers. Rejection is hard, not fitting in is hard, and when it always comes with a negative connotation, it’s hard to embrace the positivity that comes with not fitting in.

I believe a lot of us are part of that forerunner and pioneer generation that’s moving out and moving up because we’ve never fit in no matter where we were, no matter what role we were serving in, we never really fully fit. It was because all those things had tight boundaries and tight lines and we just didn’t want to only color inside those lines; we want the outside of the lines to fit and be a part of that as well. We look at life and boundaries not as something like a brick wall, but something that is fluid. It can be moved and shaped and reshaped and that’s really where we’re moving; especially in today’s environment. You’ve got to be able to move and mold and reshape yourself, not to change who you are, but to be more accepting of everyone else who comes in their own shape. To be able to walk alongside and willing to understand how those person’s shoes fit them, where their life walk has been, to help them see who they truly are outside of their wounds and imperfections. Every word and action has to be done at the prompting of Holy Spirit and filled with Love.

So, to all of you square pegs in this round-holed world, I say shine bright, continue to be your own individual self, continue to move and grow and morph and color outside those lines and let the Lord lead you and use you how he sees fit for His purpose and His plans on your life!

 

The past couple of days I have felt the Lord saying:

“You are no longer going to be on the sidelines, riding the bench. This generation is a mixture of Josephs and Esthers. You’ve been given huge dreams, endured the rejections, the prisons, the being orphaned. You’ve had a small taste of life outside of those hard and dark places. It was enough of a taste to keep you seeking me; seeking my face, my plans and my purpose. You have been in the preparation rooms long enough and were created for such a time as this!! My special player, my secret weapon, you have patiently waited on the bench, you have cheered on the team, you are being given a play that no other players can carry out. Be encouraged, excited and stop being fearful of your hopes and dreams. I’m giving you permission to hope and continue holding onto those big dreams I gave you!”