Spiritually, I have been living like the walking dead, for many years.I’ve walked into altar call, after altar call, deeply moved by the presence of the living God. I’ve gotten used to the “Jesus high” and settled for the sprinkles of revelation and lived in an attitude of complacency. The thing about the living dead in movies and tv shows is that they don’t know they’re dead.
Month seven of the race has come and gone. Another continent traveled and on to the next one. God has been so incredibly present in the day to day. Last month in Zambia He repeatedly gave me the word ” dream”…
I took it and sat on it for a hot second. After hearing Him continually speak “dream” into my heart for a month, I still didn’t get it.
“Cool Jesus! Yeah! Ok great! Dream.
I’m dreaming … Dream dream dreaming away over here.
Yeahhhh, I actually don’t know what that means…”
Anybody been there? Maybe God then told you what he told me…” The ball is in your court, homie.”
Oh! Right…
I’ve heard sermons about having “God sized” dreams.
About not limiting the power of Jesus and His calling on my life.
I didn’t get it.
This month God gave me a new perspective.
There were so many moments I stopped in the middle of nowhere and said “Ohhhhh, I’m different! I’m really different.” The fog that I lived in for many years allowed me to see the light peeking through, but it shielded the glory and splendor of His fullness of joy . For the first in my life I could see the changes. He brought me from death into life!
I lived a life of zero expectancy and vision. I saw my box and I loved to lived in it. I even made rooms for God, my future, my relationships.
It was this month that I looked back on my life up until now and saw the incredible mess my “box” was. It wasn’t at all as organized and put together as I thought.
I could never box the author of time and I needed to step outside of it because what I thought was my safety box was actually never supposed to be my home…. it was supposed to be the platform I stood on and the ledge I jump off of, falling into grace.
He is telling me to dream. He is giving me the greatest gift of grace in that it’s not too late to follow Him into endless possibilities. You see I always thought it depended on getting it together before taking the first step, when really the first step IS THE FIRST STEP.
I could never box the author of time and I needed to step outside of it because what I thought was my safety box was actually never supposed to be my home…. it was supposed to be the platform I stood on and the ledge I jump off of, falling into grace.
He is telling me to dream. He is giving me the greatest gift of grace in that it’s not too late to follow Him into endless possibilities. You see I always thought it depended on getting it together before taking the first step, when really the first step IS THE FIRST STEP.
Dream big. Dream boldly. Dream like He placed the stars in the sky just so He could see you smile at their beauty. Dream like you serve the conquerer of sin and death.
I want to be all in.
I want it so bad I can’t sit anymore.
There’s an incredible purpose for my life and He’s given me a choice . It’s not all about waiting for this giant revelation of “this is it!” He’s asking what will you do for me, through me?
There’s an incredible purpose for my life and He’s given me a choice . It’s not all about waiting for this giant revelation of “this is it!” He’s asking what will you do for me, through me?
So what guys?!
How long are you going to sit and dream of being great instead walking in greatness through Him?
Let’s go, bro.
How long are you going to sit and dream of being great instead walking in greatness through Him?
Let’s go, bro.
