Yesterday began and ended with blessings.

 

We were gifted a refrigerator that was delivered yesterday, and I think I stared at it for an hour.

 

Then I received a call from a woman I’d never met, who God told to sing a song of hope over me. His presence was tangible, and the prophetic song was exactly what I needed to walk forward in some new assignments.

 

I didn’t get much work done because I finally realized it was our 3-year anniversary of being open in downtown Troup.

 

Most of my day was spent pondering the last 3 years and thanking Jesus for every single blessing.

 

The night ended with a beautiful support group of women doing some hard work in the area of healing.

 

I love what I get to do with Jesus.

 

The warfare over the last 3 years has been paramount, but we stayed the course and the Lord has been more than faithful.

 

You learn to love every little thing Jesus does for you when you’re living by faith.

 

You learn to not take for granted any of the blessings He sends your way.

 

I’ve seen so much in the last 3 years that I never expected to see.

 

I’ve seen healings both emotional and physical. I’ve seen demons cast out (I sure wasn’t expecting that one) and I’ve seen women get baptized in the Holy Ghost who come from backgrounds that didn’t believe in that sweet miracle.

 

I’ve seen abused women set free from oppression and false theologies that kept them bound, corrected.

 

I’ve watched transformations that you would have to be there to even believe.

 

They come one way and leave another. It is stunning, and sometimes I catch myself tearing up as I see their boldness in the Lord shining forth after they’ve walked through so many traumas.

 

I’ve seen the tenderness of Jesus to the broken hearts, and I’ve seen Him walk them right into their purpose in the Kingdom.

 

I’ve seen Him do more in the last 3 years than in my entire 20 years. The more I give, the more He gives. He still multiplies the fish and the loaves.

 

As I reflect on the last 3 years, there’s been a personal transformation also.

 

I’ve seen Him hold me through trials and keep me safe in suffering. I’ve seen Him guard me like the Lion He is and put in me the confidence and dependence on Him alone.

 

I’ve learned that I don’t need to know everything but rely on Holy Spirit to tell me what to say and do. He knows everything.

 

I’ve learned waiting on the Living Water is far better than going ahead of Him.

 

I’ve learned He really does own the cattle on a thousand hills and has sold them just in time to meet my every need.

 

I’ve learned He alone will defend me when accusation, slander, and misunderstanding comes my way.

 

I’ve learned to be at peace if not everyone thinks I’m their cup of tea.

 

I’ve learned to keep my head down and my eyes upward, and I’ve learned to drown out all voices but His when necessary. (Psalm 121 has kept me)

 

I’ve also learned the deep love of Jesus for the messy. The beautiful way He rescues hearts that are out of the ordinary, and the interactive way He responds to prayer and worship if we give Him room to do so.

 

I could go on and on…but you get the idea.

 

He has walked me through my deepest fears and overwhelming sorrows, but I can surely say to you that I’ve seen the goodness of God in the land of the living.