Breeze.
A gentle breeze.
It can be sudden or expected- a short whistle or a light, cool melody- but it always brings me comfort.
These past few months, I’ve been feeling something special when it blows. I was never quite sure what it was, but it felt like peace and promise- like a whisper from God.
My friend Emi told us at Training Camp that rain is her sign from God. It signifies growth. And boyyyy, did it rain that week. (It was actually really cool, y’all should check out her blog about that https://emilypatton.theworldrace.org/post/rain) This inspired me to figure out what the wind is to me.
Fast forward to now. This week. We were having a night of worship and prayer, and we were encouraged to say anything the Lord put on our hearts. I was hearing something, but I doubted my ability to actually stand and speak to the group. I also doubted my ability to hear God correctly (remind me to tell you a cool story about that later!).
Our friend (/”dad”/squad leader) Taylor stood up a couple of times, and it hit HARD. Every. Time. He spoke. More friends stood up and spoke the fire of God into our hearts. It was amazing. Kori and Cami continued to play music, and we worshipped in various ways (mine being crying in a corner, but to each their own).
As they started a new song, God whispered to me to go get prayer. I needed some outer encouragement. So I was like, okay. And I went to Taylor.
I told him my situation, and he calmly began to pray with me.
He said, “God, blow down her walls…” And I swear, I gulped on my heart a lil bit.
God has been speaking to me a lot about walls. He’s been telling me that I use things like fear and depression as walls to hide behind. He told me that I’m healed from that now. They can’t rule my life because Jesus has the authority. All I have to do is trust Jesus. Trust that he loves me and he’s taking care of me. Trust that when he makes a promise, he keeps it. Trust that he has not given us a spirit of fear; but of power, love, and a sound mind. (2 Timothy 1:7)
So as Taylor went on, I started to give my feelings over to God. I let Him melt down the remaints of my walls. And then I stood up.
Y’all who know me know that I would never do that, so it was definitely Jesus.
I’m still working on excercising the spirit of power God has given us. We can tell the devil “no” when he tells us to be afraid. We can tell the devil “get out of here” when he tells us we’re isolated; because that’s not true. God made us for more than that. It’s no cake walk, but it’s definitely already changed my life.
The devil’s got nothing on literally our DAD. Even if he’s intimidating, we have nothing to worry about. He’s basically just a bully and a sore loser.
So no more hiding. No more overthinking. No more doubting God’s goodness, or the love He made us for. Just step out. God promises to hold your hand every step of the way 🙂
So now every time I feel the wind, I’m reminded that God is blowing those walls down 🙂 It’s a breeze for Him. ( ha )
Thanks for listening!
Much love,
Kylah
P.s. I don’t think there was any wind this morning, but it’s been blowing the whole time Paige and I have been sitting and writing this. So cool!!
