So last night I experienced a lot of heavy spiritual things and I didn’t handle them all correctly. I knew I wasn’t suppose to beat myself up about them, but I was still incredibly struggling and still very confused on what exactly was happening and how I should have actually handled it all. So today, I spent my day just relaxing at Jesus’ feet reading the book Crazy Love. God ordained a lot of small really enjoyable moments that refreshed my heart.
Tonight, I finished the book and my only appropriate response was to go outside and worship my Heavenly Father! So I decided to go lay by the fire pit and started worshipping Him.
After the first song, I felt this incredible urge to go pray for one of my teammates who I was pretty convinced is asleep. I questioned it a little bit, trying to make sure it wasn’t just my own mind and then decided “you know what, prayer never hurts anyone” so I got up and went inside.
On my way, I looked for one of the Ywamers staying with us because I trusted her ability to discern the spirit better then I trusted my own ability, because I still wasn’t fully convinced it was the spirit telling me.
I kept looking but I didn’t see her anywhere.
My urge was becoming stronger so I decide to go inside to pray without her.
Our room was pitch black and I couldn’t see if my teammate was awake or asleep, so I decided I was just going to pray over her without touching her so I wouldn’t wake her up if she was sleeping.
Then she immediately sat up on her bed and looked straight at me.
Clearly, God wasn’t satisfied with me praying quietly over her, He wanted me to be bold, step out of my comfort zone, and pray with her.
So, I asked her if I could pray for her and she agreed.
I started praying and this authority in my words started flowing so naturally. I was declaring things with such boldness that I was surprising myself with the words that were coming out of my mouth.
I finished praying for her, told her goodnight, and went back outside to the fire pit to start worshipping again. As soon as I got out there, I felt like I was suppose to pray for the rest of my team as well.
So, I started praying with that same authority and all of a sudden a flame appeared in the fire pit. I had already been out there before and there was absolutely no fire and not one of the coals was hot.
We had not used the fire pit in the past week because it had been raining so much. Yet somehow (not really somehow, we know it was God) a flame appeared. Not only that but the cloudy sky had started to clear up just enough for me to see the stars.
It felt like the scene in the Lion King where Mufasa talks to Simba through the starts and the wind, except it was God talking to me through the stars and fire.
I felt like God was telling me how proud He was of me choosing to chase after Him instead of giving into what the norm was.
He was telling me how much He loves me and loves the steps that I am taking.
He told me that He is the fire, the one molding and shaping me from a stick with the potential of becoming a part of the fire to an ember, the hottest part of the fire.
Not only is this transformation for me, but as an ember I have the ability to set other sticks on fire when His breath is breathed into it!!!
Ahhh. God you are so cool!!!
God thank you for loving me so well and knowing how to make my night. I can’t wait to see what you have in store for tomorrow! I ask not only for you to speak to me through the night, reshaping and forming my mind and my heart to become more like You but to help shape the people around me across the world.
Use this story as a display of your incredible glory!
Use it to show people how you are a God who is willing to meet people right where they are.
