I feel as though I need to share a little "back blogging" if you will from the past year. I have 2 entries that kind of get me to where I am today. So, let's take a quick little journey back to May 26, 2011:
This morning I woke up with the song 'Hear Us From Heaven' in my head. I haven't heard it in so long and couldn't even remember what it was (I love google) so I'm not sure where it came from but…enjoyable none the less! A couple hours in to my work day my grandma texted me and says that as she was finishing up her prayer and reading time she saw the word she had given me back in 2009 and asked if I remembered what it was. At the moment I couldn't remember what the verse was that she'd given me but I remembered the letter. For Christmas in 2009 she gave me an envelope with a letter she'd written – to be opened on New Years. I waited patiently for the day to come and opened it at midnight on the 31st! The words she'd written brought tears to my eyes… She'd been praying for me and had gotten a word from God about my life. In her letter she spoke the words, with passion, over my life. The verse she'd gotten for me was Isaiah 42:6-8: (Message version)
"I am God. I have called you to live right and well.
I have taken responsibility for you, kept you safe.
I have set you among my people to bind them to me,
and provided you as a lighthouse to the nations,
To make a start at bringing people into the open, into light:
opening blind eyes,
releasing prisoners from dungeons,
emptying the dark prisons.
I am God. That's my name.
I don't franchise my glory,
don't endorse the no-god idols."
Since I couldn't remember the verse she'd gotten for me she texted the reference to me and told me to have a blessed day. With people talking and going in and out of my office, tears welled up in my eyes as I read the passage online…
With tears in my eyes now I looked up the lyrics to the song that is now resounding in my head…
Lord, hear our cry
Come heal our land
Breath life into these dry and thirsty souls
Lord, hear our prayer
Forgive our sin
And as we call on your name
Would you make this a place
For your glory to dwell
Chorus:
Open the blind eyes
Unlock the deaf ears
Come to your people
As we draw near
Hear us from heaven
Touch our generation
We are your people
Crying out in desperation
Bridge:
Hear us from heaven,
Hear us from heaven,
Hear us from heaven (4x)
The verse…the song… My heart is overwhelmed right now with the tugging and aching to go. To be 'as a lighthouse to the nations'.
I'm so thankful for a grandma who loves, hears and obeys God's whispers! …and for a God who doesn't give up. It's been almost 20 years since He birthed the passion and calling for the nations in my heart…a passion and calling that has never left, sat dormant for awhile, but has always been there. From the beginning I said that no matter where or when, that all He would have to do is say the word 'go' and I would go… Well, He has rekindled the burning inside…so much I feel as though I could just burst! Because of this, there will soon be new steps taken, new words spoken, new thoughts and new thinking…and I believe, without doubt, that word – 'GO'.
So, until there's more…
