Training camp was an extremely hard week. Physically, I ran on very little sleep, and food I wasn’t used to. Emotionally, I was homesick, fearful, and lonely (at least that’s what I thought). Spiritually, I was like a rope in a brutal game of tug of war.
I wanted to share a glimpse into what the Lord spoke into about who I am and Whose I am.
We had a session on the topic of hearing from God and how people hear from God different. Very rarely do people hear an audible voice but more commonly it can be an extremely intense gut feeling, a picture that comes to mind, a certain word, etc., and it can be hard to differentiate what your own thoughts are and what is from the Lord. To practice hearing from God we were instructed to get into our teams and walk through some questions with God about who we are in his eyes.
The first thing we were going to listen for from God is how we view God. I prayed that God would let me recognize how I view him, truthfully and uniquely. Instantly a picture of a shelter in the middle of a downpour of rain came to mind.
Refuge. Safe retreat. When the rain of the world is pouring down, You are the one who wipes the mud off & keeps me dry. If I choose to walk out the door, You chase me into the storm because You’d rather face the most brutal of storms than let me leave you yet again.
The next question we asked God was “What is my worth?” Before I even finished praying asking God to show me my worth, a beautiful picture of a waterfall came to mind. It wasn’t a waterfall thats in the middle of a river that keeps on flowing. It’s a waterfall that has water pouring down into a standing pool at the bottom.
My worth in the Father is the pool at the bottom of a waterfall. The waterfall itself is His love. It pours out into a pool that overflows. When seasons change and it’s cold and stormy, the water stops pouring down and the pool runs dry. His love didn’t stop, there is still just as much love, but its frozen at the top. The cold, harsh weather of the world put it on pause and made it impossible to reach me. My worth is shallow. But when spring finally comes and Father changes the seasons, the frozen waters thaw and all His love that has been waiting for me at the top comes rushing down. It was there all along. He never stopped loving me, even when at the bottom of the fall, it may have seemed like it. The water pours down until I overflow again.
I hope that this resonates with at least one person who reads this blog. The world has its storms and it can make life seem unbearable at times, but He is there to protect us, keep us dry, and pour out His love.
I would love to chat about this more deeply or answer any questions you may have about the blog, the race, or just life.
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