I should have known when worn met weary last night that God had a blog coming. There is never a pressing that is wasted if we will let Him finish what He's trying to do. The oil comes out with a press, the diamond comes with a press...We fight the pressing sometimes, actually in the flesh we fight the press a lot of times....because it hurts and takes more effort than we really have to give. Let me be real...this week has been a press. I started off the week telling God you are gonna have to speak a word in so I can take a step. I was that desperate for His push. Sometimes we get there ...and it's okay as long as we recognize that we need Him to push. God knows our hearts....and the more we seek after Him, the more we are going to find Him. I've spent many moments this week in tears pressing through to a point where I could lift my hands in praise. Tears have a language all their own...and when we get ourselves out of the way and allow them to come....whew, it takes us to a place in Him that words can't really describe. This is a battle and we are His army. The soldier never puts down their weapons when the war is going on, they know their purpose, and they keep pursuing it. The last couple of weeks have taken a toll on my body physically.....let's just say I know what stress can do and it isn't fun. Stupid devil though because I know the God of restoration and when this season has passed.....what was stolen is coming back to me ten fold. There is a season when as David found, we have to encourage ourselves. We have to move the wood around and stir up the fire that is on the inside of us. Your army will remind you of that when you need it ...trust me. Knowing your army is powerful.....we are all going to get tired at times and feel like we can't hold our shields up any longer without a rest. Know who you can stand behind to catch a breath and who will cover you. In other words.....know who has you covered even before you ask. There are people whom God places in our lives for a reason and a season. The darts are going to come with the blooms, be ready and hold fast to what God has called you to do and who He has called you to be. It's going to feel heavy some days....but just as the cross was heavy when Jesus was carrying it up that hill...God will send you someone to help carry the load until you can lay it down. While listening to a song a few minutes ago from the Bowling Sisters...God reminded me that's what He'll be. If He doesn't send you that Jesus with skin on to meet that need...trust that He's going to meet in a way only He can.
Hear my heart....I know it's Easter weekend and what the focus of that means, but I also realize that there are some just doing good to press through one day at a time or one hour at a time. The hurts around us are deep, what are we doing to meet those needs this weekend? Jesus died on the cross and was raised three days later for us. Not for us to keep doing church, but to be the church. We should be loving on people and in that love, the doors will open to share His love. We have a saying in education that people don't care how much you know until they know how much you care. Walk in His love....that's all He called us to do really. He'll figure out the details. Maybe you are like me and you have poured out all you can this week.....love yourself like He does. It may mean that you cry your way to His lap...but get there. There is a praise coming that is going to unlock something the enemy didn't want you unlocking. I know it's hard sometimes to let go of what you need, but trust that He will meet it. Oh the blog that's going to be one day....
Not the typical Easter post, but know sweet reader God's not finished. Jesus died and battled everything that the enemy could use to defeat us, then He rose again so that we could one day do the same.
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