Catching up a bit
I haven't posted in a month. Not because I didn't have anything to say. I just said it elsewhere, for the most part.
During the past month I've been to a conference called "The Spirit and The Bride Say Come" in Nashville. I've been to a prophetic outreach. I've been to Colorado to a "Captivating" retreat sponsored by Ransomed Hearts. Anywhere God opened up an opportunity for me and called me, I went. Every time, I was blessed.
During the past month I've also had to deal with some ugliness. Jezebel provoking someone I love to be nasty, and them falling for it. No fun. But I pressed on, and God brought me through.
I am doing all I can to remain mindful of what He told me about possessing the land. Don't just settle. Don't just camp on it. Drive out the enemies and possess it. The driving-out-the-enemies part is sometimes a bloody, sweaty ordeal. I've listened too long to voices that tell me I'm a little ant, no threat, no reason for an enemy to even bother with me. Duh. Those are NOT truthful voices. I do have enemies in this land. Fear. Aggression. intimidation. Destruction. Thieves, all of them. This land isn't big enough for me and for them, and so they have to go.
The farther I walk into this land, the broader the view becomes. What has been given to me is no small thing. It's been given to me for no small purpose. I want to be faithful with it.
During the past month I've been to a conference called "The Spirit and The Bride Say Come" in Nashville. I've been to a prophetic outreach. I've been to Colorado to a "Captivating" retreat sponsored by Ransomed Hearts. Anywhere God opened up an opportunity for me and called me, I went. Every time, I was blessed.
During the past month I've also had to deal with some ugliness. Jezebel provoking someone I love to be nasty, and them falling for it. No fun. But I pressed on, and God brought me through.
I am doing all I can to remain mindful of what He told me about possessing the land. Don't just settle. Don't just camp on it. Drive out the enemies and possess it. The driving-out-the-enemies part is sometimes a bloody, sweaty ordeal. I've listened too long to voices that tell me I'm a little ant, no threat, no reason for an enemy to even bother with me. Duh. Those are NOT truthful voices. I do have enemies in this land. Fear. Aggression. intimidation. Destruction. Thieves, all of them. This land isn't big enough for me and for them, and so they have to go.
The farther I walk into this land, the broader the view becomes. What has been given to me is no small thing. It's been given to me for no small purpose. I want to be faithful with it.