My heavenly Father seeks after me, always. He seeks after me in my weakness and in my mourning because my God is my comforter. When I am weak, He makes me strong, when I am mourning, He comforts my soul. Each time I am knocked down I shall get back up again. I will praise Him and I will pray to Him again and again and that, My God counts as a victory.
When I sing again – victory, when I pray again – victory, when I get back up again – victory. He sees the victory even when things don’t turn out the way that I thought they would turn out.
Each time we sing and pray again after falling down we are building our strength and our character. This process is bringing us closer to the person He wants us to become. He is strengthening and building our capacity to handle the things that He has for us. When God leads you into something and it does not turn out the way you thought it would, get back up and pray again. Build your strength and build your capacity. In that is victory.
All things work together for good even when we cant see it. There is victory in praying again.
I want more of you God, less of me and more of you. These words I have sung out to the Lord, these words I have prayed over and over again…. more of you and less of me.
It has dawned on me that my cry should not be for less of myself. God created me, He dwells within me and Holy Spirit wants to work through me, to do that I need to be me. Not to have less of me but more of me in Christ’s likeness.
The cry to have less of myself has made me feel some what inadequate. That I am nothing, can do nothing and that I am not enough. Yet my Heavenly Father tells me that I am beautifully and wonderfully made, that I am made in His image and that I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. I have believed the lie that I am not enough and therefore there should be less of myself.
God wants to partner with us, to work in and through us so that we can do greater things than have been done before. There should not be less of myself just more of Him in me. There should be less of me thinking about myself and more of me thinking and living the way that He created me to be. Less selfishness and more giving, less entitlement and more meekness, less fear and more courage. Just taking myself and being who He created me to be, trying to be my best self, Him and me together.
I am the Lord your God, I go before you now. I stand beside you, I am all around you. And though your feeling far away, I’m closer than your breath. I am with you more than you know.
I am the Lord your peace, no evil will conquer you. Steady now your heart and mind, come into my rest. And oh let your faith arise, and lift up your weary head. I am with you wherever you go.
Come to me, I’m all you need. Come to me, I’m everything. Come to me, I’m all you need. Come to me, I’m your everything.
I am your anchor in the wind and the waves. And I am your steadfast so don’t be afraid. Though your heart and flesh may fail you I’m your faithful strength and I am with you wherever you go.
Don’t look to the right or to the left, keep your eyes on me. You will not be shaken, you will not be moved. Just come to me, come to me I’m all you need. Bethel Music
I am loving this song at the moment. It calms me, it reassures me, it steadies me and it soothes my weary soul. The one line that I am clinging to at the moment is don’t look to the right or to the left, keep your eyes on me. You will not be shaken, you will not be moved. Just come to me, come to me I’m all you need.
They are words to live by, words to hide away in your heart, words to meditate on and words to declare. God is so loving and faithful. He is my anchor in the wind and the waves, He will steady me so I will not be afraid and He is with me wherever I go and for that I am so very thankful.
Have mercy on me, my God, have mercy on me,
for in you I take refuge.
I will take refuge in the shadow of your wings
until the disaster has passed.
I cry out to God Most High,
to God, who vindicates me.
He sends from heaven and saves me,
rebuking those who hotly pursue me—
God sends forth his love and his faithfulness.
I am in the midst of lions;
I am forced to dwell among ravenous beasts—
men whose teeth are spears and arrows,
whose tongues are sharp swords.
Be exalted, O God, above the heavens;
let your glory be over all the earth.
They spread a net for my feet—
I was bowed down in distress.
They dug a pit in my path—
but they have fallen into it themselves.
My heart, O God, is steadfast,
my heart is steadfast;
I will sing and make music.
Awake, my soul!
Awake, harp and lyre!
I will awaken the dawn.
I will praise you, Lord, among the nations;
I will sing of you among the peoples.
For great is your love, reaching to the heavens;
your faithfulness reaches to the skies.
Be exalted, O God, above the heavens;
let your glory be over all the earth. Psalm 57
This is very much how I feel at the moment. I am finding myself to be taking refuge in the shadow of His wings. Taking refuge until the disaster passes. It may be a little disaster in the scheme of things but a disaster none the less.
You know in those moments when you have to laugh or if you don’t you may just cry? Sometimes I feel that way, I just have to sing and fix my gaze upon Him or I may just fall in a heap and never get back up again. To sing and make music while you are in the midst of lions.
Sometimes life will have you running for cover but be under His cover, He is a loving and faithful God. Remain steadfast, sing His praise and watch as His love covers you and overflows and washes your disaster away. Keep singing, remain close until the disaster passes.
“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life? And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own. Matthew 6:25-34
This was my reminder for today, a saving grace in the middle of an anxious moment for me. It made me stop, breath, relax and let go. The birds of the air do not sow or reap or store away in barns and yet my Heavenly Father feeds them. I am much more valuable than they. He knows me, He loves me, He cares for me and He has me in the palm of his hands. I need not worry about tomorrow, just focus on today, focus on Him and seek first His kingdom and His righteousness and all else will fall into place.
I have been praying that God would fill me with his joy. I was feeling a little low and just needed to be filled again. He is a good and faithful God and He delivered.
I felt His overwhelming love and joy bubbling up inside of me as I was standing worshiping in church one Friday evening. It was overwhelming but in a good way. I felt as though my burdens had lifted and I was feeling light like a feather.
“Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.” Matthew 11 v28-30
I felt as though I was released from my worries and responsibilities and given permission to rest and enjoy. To enjoy His presence and His love. To enjoy my simple life and all that it is offering me at this time. His joy is refreshing, it is healing and it is just what my heart and soul needed.
The joy of the Lord is our strength. Now I just need to learn to live from this place.
I was recently given a prophetic word, it spoke straight to my heart and I wanted to share it with you.
She (the young girl who was giving me the prophetic word) saw me kneeling down to clean up some milk that had been spilled on the floor. Jesus knelt down beside me with a cloth in his hand to help me. He looked me in the eye, laid his hand upon mine and said thank you. He was thanking me for all the things I have done, all the little things I do that are behind the scenes, for all the things that I have done out of love, even though they may feel like small things such as cleaning up split milk. They may not seem that much of a big deal but he sees everything that I do and he is very grateful.
This is just what my heart needed to hear. So often, as a mother I feel like my role is not that big of a deal. I stay home and I cook, wipe faces, tie shoe laces, fold laundry, adhere to nap times and play times and feeding times, buy groceries, make sure the library books are returned on time, clean up the spilled milk…
I know that my little family are thankful for what I do but sometimes it is hard to stay home and do these things. I am finding it especially hard here. You see my hubby gets to go out (almost) each day and he is experiencing so many amazing things. He comes home and tells me about all the new and exciting people he has met and shares with me their amazing stories, he is seeing miracles happen before his eyes and all the while I am here at home. I would love to be out there learning, seeing miracles and being a part of something amazing.
…But my God is thankful to me for everything that I do. He sees me and looks lovingly upon me. The thing that got me was when she said for all the things that you do out of love. That is the driving force behind our roles as mothers and that is what keeps me home with my children. As mothers we love our family, we love our children. When we love and do things from that place of love that is our act of worship, our part of something amazing. We are honoring God and we are stewarding what he has given us well.
So do not feel like there is nothing important in cleaning up the spilled milk. You are a part of something amazing, your love for your family is bringing heaven to earth in your home. God can see you and he looks lovingly upon you and he is thankful.