Lately in my life, God has put others in front of me of who I will hear. Others of who I will allow melodies of deep tones or soft whispers rolling off their tongues and into my ears to settle. Into my ears so that these melodies may stir through to my heart, in that my heart synchronizes beats to find the beat of their footprints on each pulse.
Passion.
Lately in my life, I have heard mimics from different mouths of how this word describes me. How it describes my yearn to learn. My yearn to grow. To grow in my walk, making my walk to a run and a run to a sprint– only to yearn, learn and grow toward the Lord. But, lately in my life God has also showed me the gaps that he wants to fill (and wants to fill in every circumstance, in my life and yours.) Shining light on these gaps only draws me nearer to hear what He wants to show me, on how He can fill these– on how He will fill these.
Gaps.
Lately in my life, God has shown me the power that my passions hold. God has redirected me to see that my passions bleed off every page, box, and boundary that it walks past. Leaving others to boldly see the places my passion bleeds. This passion is a gift from God, and one question I have been challenging myself to ponder is, “out of all the options you are wavering, which would be most honoring to God?”
Honor.
Lately in my life, honoring God is all I want to do. How to do this, the answer does not always show clearly. He has blessed me beyond measures, left and right, up and down, width and height– he has surrounded me with his love. Just as a parent loves their child, God loves us greater. Our biological parents give us love, our God IS love. Sit with that for a minute. So I am in a place where I want and need to honor my God who so graciously loves me, day in and day out. Who is never shy to love me wherever I am in my walk — so why should I be ashamed of needing Him? I shouldn’t be, and I refuse even those thoughts.
Truth.
Lately in my life, I have been challenging myself to sit with the truth, and allowing it to sink and swim into my veins. This is where God has lead me. To dig deeper. To dig deeper than the proper ring that the word “passion” exudes to other beings. To dig to the deepest depths of where I can make a home. Allowing me to lay my roots at the beginning– His truth, so that my passion will never be swept away with the flow of the wind, and disintegrate on a strangers porch. So that my passion will bleed of rivers that will never run dry, and will overflow your cup as I walk by. Where my passion turns from a walk to a run, and a run to a sprint, only strengthened by my bare roots, where I chose to root them– at the truth of the Bible.
Her truths.
Lately in my life, I do struggle with embracing the walk God wants me to walk. Some days my feet are protected with pillows from Heaven (I can only imagine how comfy), some days my feet are stripped bare stepping on rough gravel, and all the rest of my days lay in-between. But you see, our God is never “in-between”. Our God holds nothing back from me. From us. His grace is never ending, and yes– some days are harder than others during this season with Him, but the truth tells me the power I hold with His name, His love and His grace.
“18 And Jesus came and said to them, ‘All authority in heaven and on Earth has been given to me. 19 Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and the Son and of the Holy Spirit, 20 teaching them to observe all that I have commanded you. And behold, I am with you always, to the end of the age.‘” Matthew 28:18-20
Lately in my life, I choose to believe that God has called me out upon deep waters so I may lean into Him and so I may not know all of the answers. I choose to believe that God has called me to go on The World Race to make disciples of all nations, and He WILL fulfill his calling. I choose to believe that God IS WITH ME ALWAYS, through each day of my weather-permitting walk.
Lately in my life I choose to know the power that I hold, the power that my passion bleeds, and the power that my passion bleeds because of the truths I choose to root them in. So, I’m curious– where do you choose to lay your roots?
P.B.
