There was a season where I thought I needed to take people with me into the ministry. Where somehow in my mind I needed help that I felt I didn’t have.

 

I would get really frustrated because I felt alone and that no one cared about what God wanted to do.

 

Then the loving-kindness of the Lord said, “It’s Your Job, not theirs.”

 

I had to come into agreement with my mandate and mantle. I couldn’t give it away or loan it out. It was ALL mine to do.

 

I couldn’t look for help accomplishing my assignments. I had to understand that what God graced me for, He would help me complete.

 

I had to look to the hills from where cometh my help. (Psalm 121)

 

I kept expecting people to be as passionate as I was about the “work” God called me to.

 

They weren’t.

They couldn’t be.

It wasn’t theirs to carry.

 

I had to bow to Christ as the messenger of the moment of a divine legacy I, alone, was called to.

 

When I began to come into alignment with God and focus on His directions then the wind of His Spirit undergirded my every move.

 

He uncovered hidden fears that I wasn’t enough by myself which is why I kept dragging people along.

 

He had to teach me about this inherited authority within me to accomplish every task given to me.

 

I stopped looking for help.

He became my help.

 

I could wait until the day arrived when He revealed gifting’s in those I’d serve and I would see where to place them in His Kingdom to fulfill their own assignments and ministries.

 

It would be so rewarding and beautiful His way.

 

He has proven Himself faithful.

 

Perhaps you find yourself in this same place that I use to be?

 

I’ll gently whisper to you what He whispered to me…

 

“It’s your job…”

 

Now, get to it.