Over the course of the past 3 months, Papa has been speaking to me. And by speaking, I mean persistently and loudly shouting.
What is it that I’ve been hearing?
Themes.
Thailand, month 1, was a month of planting; a planting of relationships with my team and squad, a planting with a contact at a local college in Chiang Mai, and a planting of deeper intimacy with my Creator. This wasn’t noticed until I really thought about it. My ears weren’t open to hear Him speaking to me at this point.
Cambodia, month 2, was a watering month. Starting in our second week in the village, I had constant and daily references to water in multiple aspects. The majority of the time it was in reference to being all in, not overcome by fear. Papa was telling me to trust Him to take me deeper where I was going to fail and only He could help me. But, it was also in reference to watering the seed that was planted in month 1.
Now, here I sit in month 3. It’s about halfway through the month and Papa has been blowing me away. On the journey to Da Nang, Vietnam from Siem Reap, Cambodia He spoke to me. He told me this month was going to be a rooting month: a month where He is going to push through the soil for me to grow down deeper in His foundation. I am being rooted in the Father, a firm foundation that will not be shaken. Since traveling here, I have had the same constant and daily references as last month, but instead of watering, rooting.
This is also the next step in this planting process. A seed needs good roots to stand upright. As do I. I need good, solid roots to stand upon. As trees grow, so do their roots. As leaves die, more leaves are made alive. There is a pruning and maturing process as the tree ages.
What’s to come next month? I don’t know. What do I do with what Papa is telling me? I’m not sure yet. All I know is to keep pressing in and listening to my Father.
