I can be so neglectful of this blog!
Life is absolutely FULL! Full time work, full time student, community worker, and over ministries at my home church (pray for me y'all) BUT all is a blessing. I will be blogging more often, especially now that I have a new and working laptop!
anyway, this has been on my heart during this season of fasting. I thought I would see the glory of God during this 21 day journey! I thought crazy supernatural things would happen...and they did, just in a way I did not expect.
God sent revelation...but it was about MYSELF.
Christ's love is abundantly more than material provisions or warm and fuzzy emotions...
His love finds me, in my ugliest and most dark places.
His love says, "I see you for all you were, all you are, all your faults, and all you've done...and I pour out a rushing river of unconditional love in spite of it and because of it".
and in the same breath His love then shows me the most un-Christlike parts of my heart and says "now let's clean this up and fix it. I have plans for this heart to look just like mine".
and instead of a pat on the back to seal my stagnation, he places my imperfect soul under a raging waterfall of His most perfect and most purifying Blood and says, "wash in me". He knows I don't need a shower of compliments...I need a Blood bath.
Instead of placing a bow on areas in need for growth and giving the gift of mediocrity, He rents the veil of my heart and digs soul deep to uproot any tree that is not of His righteousness, and then plants seeds of his beauty down in the depths of me instead.
His love is too beautiful to leave me content with a syrupy superficial perpetration of love, the one that runs off of feel nice; the kind encrusted with confectionery complacency... and He is rather adamant about the love that makes me good, the love that is good for me; He left feel good in my yesterdays so I might feel God instead.
He loves me beyond my feelings and into my purpose. Because anything less than my full potential, anything less than the woman He created me to be, anything less than the anointing designated to pour as oil from this very vessel, anything less than the joy of righteousness that is birthed from the conviction of holiness just is not enough for His princess.
Sometimes "self" is detrimental to our destiny. The weight of it is so heavy spiritually it is crushing and suffocating, and we don't always realize that it can be the source of the scales that so frequently cover our eyes. Thus, true love hurts...but only hurts good. It heals. It is the opening of our eyes and supernatural oxygen into the lungs of our soul. It pushes you away from yourself and pulls you toward the force God created you to be. It is too powerful be anything less.
