Camp Around My Heart
I LOVE that prayer changes things. I believe it has the power to move things and put things into motion. I believe prayer has the power to shift things in the spiritual realm.
With that being said the Lord opened up and burdened the hearts of my squad mates to set up a 24 hour prayer session devoted to prayer without ceasing. I knew God was going to do something big but I wasn’t sure what that was going to look like. Even more, I wasn’t expecting things to shift in my own heart. He even began to change my perspective on what prayer without creasing really looked like.
He called me to get up from my quiet still place of prayer, in which we were having conversation, and told me to walk to my tent. I began to question the Lord, “Why are you making me get up in mid conversation with you? Isn’t this disturbing what we are doing here.” There was also a little hesitant to even go to my tent; knowing the condition of my tent was a mess. I new what lied ahead was a bit of chaos. My mind continuing to go to a place were I was trying to bring reason to the situation. Why would the Lord move me from a place of focus to a place that could possibly stir up emotions like anxiousness, do to the environment around me.
I sat down in my tent and I asked the Lord to speak. He gently told me to look around and tell him what I see. My response was, “It’s a mess Lord. You knew that before you brought me here. But why? What are you trying to tell me?” He began to show me that this is what my heart looked like. Its being completely laid out and exposed. He continued by saying, “I don’t want you to clean your tent by just stuffing everything back into your bag; rather I would like you to go through and throw out the things that are not helping you, things that you really don’t need.” I felt like this was a personal parable directly to and for my heart. This is what the lord wanted me to do. To throw off the lies. To do some cleaning in my heart. To stop stuffing real issues of hurt just to appear clean on the outside, when really I need to be cleansed thoroughly from the inside out. The Lord used the physical cleaning of my tent to break down the walls that have set up camped around my heart. But he blessed me with a little bit more. He broke down a pre-conceive notion of what prayer without creasing looked like. He showed me that I don’t have to be stationary for Him to speak to me rather be aware that He wants to be in a constant continual conversation with me!
I want to challenge to you are you allowing God to throw out some old junk? And are you willing to claim the good things he’s told you to keep?
