I was getting a little antsy with the Lord as the Night at the Well event drew near. The Lord had only given me one word….literally. No scripture…nothing else. I have learned I am just not interested in a message that is in my own strength or might…it simply must come by His Spirit alone. Otherwise, there is no life and breath…or transforming power.
As I paced my room talking with Him…I said Lord what would you say to these people?
Then suddenly I saw the most tender picture….of hands forming a baby. As I watched His hands forming the child I heard Him talking gently as He worked. I could hear bits and pieces of His gentleness…for He was a loving Father. As I heard the first words of a poem come…I realized the Lord was sending me to Psalm 139…and on this day the verse became fresh to me:)
13 For You formed my inward parts;
You covered me in my mother’s womb.
14 I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;[b]
Marvelous are Your works,
And that my soul knows very well.
15 My frame was not hidden from You,
When I was made in secret,
And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed.
And in Your book they all were written,
The days fashioned for me,
When as yet there were none of them.
The word “wrought” caught my attention as I began to comb the scriptures for meanings and hidden treasures….my very favorite kind of treasure hunt”).
Wrought:
worked into shape by artistry or effort
2: elaborately embellished (my personal favorite!!!)
You see in the beginning God spoke and it was…the light, creation, etc…but with us He chose a more tedious process that to me shines His absolute tender care for us..His children. Certainly, He could have said…and God said.” let there be Shelly…” but He didn’t. He took His glorious hands and wove and formed likened to needlepoint..every quirk, personality trait, dream, gifting, talent, and breathed each day into us…before they were. He saw our “substance” which means body and bones before they were even formed. Wouldn’t the normal thing for a loving Father be to talk to His little one as He made them and if you would give me room as I understand His nature…wouldn’t it be natural to whisper all His dreams for us then? Do we not do it as we carry little one’s in our wombs? We sing, read stories, and tell them all the dreams we have for them. If we are made in Christ’s image…then could we venture to guess He did the same?
So…as I saw this beautiful picture of my Father’s hands weaving me and forming together every detail it sounded like this: (audio message from A Night at the Well will be available soon online)
Oh little one my precious gem
For I am forming every limb
For soon you’ll be a lovely face
And in My image you’ll be made.
Inside of you my hands at work
Forming forming every quirk
Uniquely made by My design
You’ll be loved and cherished high.
Oh many others will steer you wrong
Remember whispers as we walk along
For even now imparted is
A destiny none can ever resist.
Oh music..yes music!! Melodies make!
Lyrics that roll from darkened place.
Healing, yes, healing shall be laced
With every utterance you shall make.
Be not unaware of Satan’s schemes
For He will try to silence thee
Resist the devil and he will flee
Silence every voice but Me.
Be careful not to get derailed
With fancy things and perfect nails
For jewels will come in Glory’s mail
But while on earth… rescue from jails.
Inside of you is inner strength
MY Name alone is all you need
Learn to stand strong in belief
Stare into Hell’s soon coming defeat.
Your frame will never limit Me
So think not much of little things
Count it a blessing for you shall see
To My advantage this shall be.
I’ve placed within a zeal shan’t hide
For in your Spirit will be a cry
Until Your beloved you follow and find
You will never be satisfied.
But when you do commit your ways
Giving me glory and All your praise
There’s hidden treasures which I have made
So Come ..ARISE…this very day.
February 9th, 2016
This poem is as true for each reader as it is for myself. Your uniqueness will look different…He has gifted you with tools (talents and gifts) for Kingdom work. Your tools were never meant to be buried…but leveraged against all of Hell for the benefit of mankind to draw others near to a loving Savior.. ready to save. He has chosen to use human vessels…. and just like David with Saul’s armor…until you use your own tools after learning His way with YOU…..you will be exhausted and joyless. Be confident in God’s way with you…resisting the efforts of others to shape and mold you into something or someone you were never meant to be. God has a place for you where His way in you is needed to minister. Ask Him to take you to that place. There’s a sweet spot Christ wove into your very being….it can’t be separated from you…if we understand the Word..He made sure it was interwoven and it was placed there to fulfill a divine purpose. To never find it or follow it…would be such a tragedy. Trust me..Satan went to work the minute you were born to keep you from God’s plan for your life. Be careful who you take counsel from…Satan will send many to distract and detour you…he will attempt to steal the very path Christ died for you to take. The word in the beginning of Psalm 139 above-FORMED (formed my inward parts)- actually means bought or redeemed. You have every right to sit and dine with the Lord. So pull up to His table…He is waiting you to ARISE….
May you answer the call…trust and obey…lose your life that you may find it..
Love Much…Shelly
