Hope lies at the precipice – am I willing to leap, to explore he oceans of faith, the possibilities produced in love?
When I am free, my mind wanders into places of the unknown.
The unseen appears to me, calling my name, telling me to believe.
All things are possible when I believe.
So, now I pull away cobwebs and the dusty residue of old patterns.
I polish my armor and strength my resolve to fight.
To believe, to trust, to love.
What are you calling me to? What are you calling me away from?
Genesis 12: 1
Genesis 12:1 KJV
Now the Lord had said unto Abram, “Get thee out of thy country, and from thy kindred and from thy father’s house, unto a land that I will show thee.
I will show thee:
Patience is required.
A great nation.
A Great Name
I’m called away from:
The status quo
Business as usual
Kindred – the same way of living.
The test and the proving is in the not knowing, YET obeying.
It is in “feeling” your way there, stumbling and falling, ad getting up again, trying again, believing again, knowing your own frailty, ad counting every step.
It’s feeling frustrated and empty but waking up and doing the same thing all over again. Take heart.
Don’t be weary in well doing.
Harvest is coming.
So, it’s okay that you fell down. It’s okay that you died – you were born again – ad you wilnever be the same.
You are new.
Childbirth is bloody.
The lion’s den is deadly.
You must die to experience resurrection.
The saving power of Jesus’ blood comes through death, burial and then…
I am resurrected. I am free.