“Receive”. The word God keeps sweetly whispering into my heart. His gentleman like Spirit rushes over me time and time again with the request that I receive what He has for me.
I have never been the type to allow myself to receive things; spiritually and earthly speaking. I know my parents love me, but I don’t receive it. People give me genuine compliments, but I don’t receive them. God wants to bless me with things, and again, I don’t receive them. This became apparent to me month 1 of my race at debrief. I was chatting with the one and only Morgan White. She is one of my squad leaders whom I have grown to have so much respect for over the past three months and love a whole heck of a lot. We talked about her race experience and she shared with me that one thing she learned was to receive things from God and others around her. She probably said this without much thought, but I couldn’t shake the thought of God wanting to teach me this very lesson. That night at debrief, we had a worship session. The thing I love most about our Father is His intentionality + how much thought He puts into every single aspect of our lives. For me that night, He had been orchestrating a thing for me to receive since October at training camp. I have wrote a blog over this, not knowing that God would do more through it later. Long story as short as possible: a woman encouraged us to ask God His favorite memory of us. He gave me the memory of me singing “He is salty” instead of the lyrics “We exalt Thee” as a child. He spoke to me to come to Him with a childlike faith + He will always understand me. Later at worship during training camp, we sang the lyrics “We exalt Thee”. I was blown away that night that God would do something so sweet just for me. Fast forward four months later to our debrief after having this conversation with Morgan we sang the song, you guessed it, “We exalt Thee”. I immediately broke out in tears as I felt the Father whisper to receive the love He has for me and that He wants to cover me in.
As time went on, God kept whispering for me to receive things that He wanted to give me. As I spent time with Him today, He did it again. He orchestrated one of those moments that brings you to tears because you cannot help but to see His compassionate eyes looking into yours and showing you how loved you are by Him. After I spent quiet time with the Lord this morning, soaking in His presence, I decided to continue reading the book I have been going through. In this particular season of life, for the girl in the book, she had been hearing from God to receive something new for her. That He is doing a new thing in her and a new season is coming upon her. As she was hearing these things, it started raining and she knew the Lord was telling her this was a season of newness and to receive it all. These words literally felt like God had written them and spoken them to me instead. God has been telling me to receive from Him what He has for me. God has opened up a new season of life for me. I have had prophesied over me throughout the race the word newness or change. If that wasn’t enough, I heard thunder, jump up to look out of my window, and it starts raining. I was in awe of what the Lord had orchestrated for me to hear from Him today. The comfort of knowing He has something new for me to step into and for me to receive it. I responded to Him, I receive it with my hands held open. In this moment I was dumbfounded by my response. Let me explain…
Before the race started, I got a prophetic word. The word was hold and I didn’t understand why. I thought it meant to be held by the Father. A friend suggested that it meant I take hold of something. Another friend suggested it means to “hold up”, to be still and rest in the Father. All of these things have happened in the last few months, but nothing resonated more in my spirit then the words I responded to God. “I receive it with my hands held open”. That is what He has been asking of me. He wants me to hold my hands out to Him, willingly, and wholeheartedly to receive what He has for me. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you that you are loving. Thank you that you love your children and want to bless them. Thank you for the willingness you have placed upon my heart to receive what you have for this child of yours.
“Arise my darling, my beautiful one, and come with me, for behold, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone.” {found in Song of Solomon 2}
In my own words I can feel God press into me saying “The Lord favors me, He delights in me. He wants me to follow His will for my life and trust in Him to receive what that is. The season I was in is over and it is time for a new season.”
PS to my squad:: Yes, I am over here shouting “WOW, THANKS GOD”
