Holy smokes and stop the presses. Today's revelation was a big one. Gotta thank the local pastor on the radio yet again. I'll stop short of naming him, since he doesn't know me and I have no clue if he would approve of my blog, or of me in general, for that matter. He was chatting about fasting today. He was also quoting positive scriptures and talking about soaking our heads in them. (Okay, the soaking bit is my dramatic representation of his thoughts.)
This is a recurring theme the Lord is bandying about me lately, this claiming of the promises of God, this obedience and seeking leads to VICTORY business. As I sat in my car, looking out at the blue skies of a gorgeous sunny day, an unsettling question bubbled in my heart. Do I really want all of the blessings of God? Surely, the local pastor's words were so annointed and so challenging and so absolutely TRUTH-FILLED that I could hardly sit in the car with them. Even while he was super-charging my faith I was wanting him to stop so that I could be comfortable again.
The niggling thought that maybe I was afraid of the blessings of God, that maybe I was terrified of the hugeness of his plan for my life, that maybe I was shrinking back from the torrent of Himself that was about to come pouring over me if I would but yield fully to His Spirit just would not go away.
I am reminded of the Steven Curtis Chapman song that says "I'm diving in, I'm going deep..." What would it look like? Radically different than what I have experienced for the last twenty years. My life would burn like a roaring fire. The Holy Spirit would consume the enemy's plans for me. My thirsty soul would live again. I would THRIVE, not merely survive. My prayers would be answered. I would begin to stand in faith again. I would see my heart's desires come to fruition again and again. Things would change. Things WILL change. I am accepting the Holy Spirit's invitation to transform me, my circumstances, my life. I can't wait to record the results here.
This is a recurring theme the Lord is bandying about me lately, this claiming of the promises of God, this obedience and seeking leads to VICTORY business. As I sat in my car, looking out at the blue skies of a gorgeous sunny day, an unsettling question bubbled in my heart. Do I really want all of the blessings of God? Surely, the local pastor's words were so annointed and so challenging and so absolutely TRUTH-FILLED that I could hardly sit in the car with them. Even while he was super-charging my faith I was wanting him to stop so that I could be comfortable again.
The niggling thought that maybe I was afraid of the blessings of God, that maybe I was terrified of the hugeness of his plan for my life, that maybe I was shrinking back from the torrent of Himself that was about to come pouring over me if I would but yield fully to His Spirit just would not go away.
I am reminded of the Steven Curtis Chapman song that says "I'm diving in, I'm going deep..." What would it look like? Radically different than what I have experienced for the last twenty years. My life would burn like a roaring fire. The Holy Spirit would consume the enemy's plans for me. My thirsty soul would live again. I would THRIVE, not merely survive. My prayers would be answered. I would begin to stand in faith again. I would see my heart's desires come to fruition again and again. Things would change. Things WILL change. I am accepting the Holy Spirit's invitation to transform me, my circumstances, my life. I can't wait to record the results here.
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