The past few days have been alluring and powerful. I have received precious prophetic words, shared my heart with many, spoken to monks, grown with my team/squad, played in the slums, been a princess with a 3 year old, and have had the sweetest times with Jesus.
WONDER and CHILDLIKE FAITH have been two words pressed deeply into my heart. I am a child of wonder, I am a child of His, and I am a child who loves to wonder in His presence.
We went to a waterfall the other day. It was stunning! We scaled three levels down to the bottom of the waterfall and it was quite the adventure. I am currently very sore but it was so worth it.
I wanted to share about the one time I came very close to the edge of a cliff. The rocks were super slippery, although the falls are called Sticky Falls, not very sticky. Anyhow, I was sliding down like a child would on a slide and hit a patch of moss and it took me straight down the fall.
I am not sharing this to scare people or make my parents worry, but because in those moments as I approached the edge of the cliff- there was utter peace. I was going to stop…God was going to help me. It was kind of surreal because just as a child knows believes their parents are going to catch them when they slip, I knew Daddy had me. It was kinda bizarre the peace I had while slipping.
Now my teammates would say otherwise and I am so sorry to have given them all a scare but this adventurous moment was a moment when I felt God holding me. He knows my limits and He places Angels around me. He allows me to be a child in a world that is so serious. He has really been speaking that life is meant for wonder, freedom, and loving Him/ people.
I want to always been in awe of His wonder, His presence, His heart; to be a daughter who is a light for wonder and amazement of Him.
I have been torn in so many different ways this past week.
Since being on the Race, God has seriously opened doors of immense freedom- pushing them fully open! I have been able to walk freely, be myself, and enjoy the light He has instilled within me. I have been able to see Him in the simple ways and know He wants to challenge and grow me in new ways.
These gems have been in my life but the beauty of how He wanted me to walk in the light He has given, has been freely opened. I hope that makes sense- it’s the best way I can word it. I have been able to rest in light and feel the lightness of His love. I have been better able to see those He adores and who is on His heart.
He is guiding all of this. He is the giver of blessings. He knew I was made for such a time as this, and while there is immense growth and more always to gain- I am so grateful for where He has me.
It’s a new feeling, a new place, and a new season. Old doors are closing and new doors have opened. I am not the same. Baggage has been let go and there is much more to let go of, but He is helping the walls to crash. Walls that needed to crash. A city of order meets chaos in a beautiful serendipitous dance, allowing newness to breathe and hope to rest.
He grants the sweetest gifts.
He is asking me to dig deeper; to press into my gifts and find new ways to spread light. He is asking me to embrace wonder and dancing at His feet, as it is a pleasing aroma to Him an woven into my soul. He is continuing to speak boldness, courage, and strength over me. He is speaking to stop and listen; see those around me and know the least are the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. He is speaking to rest in identity and truth.
He speaks I am beautiful. I am worthy. Those are two words etched into my hands because of His death and sacrifice- two words that served as such lies but with Jesus, have been ashes resurrected into beauty.
He dances with me.
He allows life to flow.
Fullness knows His name and life is only possible with Him. It’s a season of embracing and giving. It’s a season of forward motion and life.
Life is alive. Jesus is alive. Hope is alive.
Invitations are present. Invitations of more. More of His heart. So much more in store.
