encouraging girls of all ages to take their places in the Kingdom
There is tension in the atmosphere as you step into that new thing. The war can be felt, and often it feels as if your body has been beaten after a grand victory. The pushback of Hell as you move into the new territory is tangible, and the devil is hoping it will be too much for you to stay the course.
On my walk today the wind was warm yet cool enough to stay for a while. It precariously blew every lovely weed, flower, and tree as if to make the statement, “It is the changing of a season.”
Jesus wept too because hearts were divided and what was meant to be long-lasting, divine gifts from Heaven were robbed in an instant by the devil.
Some of you have been hiding for so long that you can’t even remember why. Hiding from others, hiding from Jesus, hiding from the possibility of pain, and hiding from yourself.
As I share my heart with Him, and we discuss what I feel He is leading in this season, I ever so gently feel Him watch as a deep grief suddenly passes quietly through my heart.
It is well to know what the scriptures say regarding authority in Christ. It is quite another matter to apply it in any given situation in real life.
For many months I’ve shared with our ladies how I had seemed to be “nesting.” Like a pregnant mother preparing for a new birth, I felt the same way.
In the book of Job, we are often taken by Job’s sufferings. While it is certainly a good read and faith builder, we mustn’t miss an incredible glimpse of God Almighty as He reveals Himself intricately in the midst of Job’s crises.
While working this morning I heard the first line of this poem begin when I soon realized I was seeing a vision of myself rooted in a deep bed of soil in a field.
It was in the year King Uzziah died that I saw the Lord. He was sitting on a lofty throne, and the train of his robe filled the Temple. Isaiah 6:1
