A prayer for those in the fire

 

Beloved one, let Me speak to your heart

for you are battle worn.

Like a sword, once sharpened,

You have become dulled

By the fight.

Chipped and broken

By the battle

That has raged fierce

Against your soul.

Let Me

Take that sword

To reforge its blade

in the heat

Of My furnace.

It’s handle I will reset

With the costliest of jewels.

Stay with Me in this place

Even though the

bellows blast

And heat blows

Across your brow

It is I

That is at work

Within your heart

My workshop is not pleasant

With the heat

the burning of dross

And the clanging of metal

Yet, it is in this refinery

That weakness is exposed

So stay with Me

In this place of fire

As every fragile piece

Will be made strong

 

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Reaching Forward

 

God wants us to be free to dance in the destiny that He has ordained for our feet.

Our world is in crisis and we have been prepared for this hour and we are powerful weapons in the hands of God.

But there are times when our destiny seems like just “a dream” and there are also many things that can stop the dream:

  • Mindsets that develop into strongholds because of disappointments and hurts
  • A crisis of trust in God because of previous pain
  • Walls put up because of hurt and resentment
  • Circumstances that don’t seem to fit “the dream’

If left unchecked these can cause a darkness to creep into our hearts that block out the light of God’s destiny for us so we need to allow God to reveal any area in our life where we have been imprisoned by a “dream killer” and begin to understand how God sees us even in our brokenness.

God will expose the darkness of our hearts so that we can live in reality and not in hiddeness because of secrets that bind us with shame and stop us from moving forward in Him.

God has given to us a dream to walk in and even now our very steps are on that journey though we may not recognize that we are already on that path.

GENESIS37:1−40:23

Joseph also had a dream and when we look at his journey we see that he was prophetic from a young age but his timing in sharing his dreams were too early and he needed to mature.  Yet, what looked like severe circumstances were actually the beginning steps of walking out his destiny.

Joseph went through shifts and changes and we can see the first major change when his robe was ripped off when he was a child and thrown into a pit, then sold to a caravan of Ishmaelites by his brothers.  This beautiful robe of many colours, made by his father, identified him as beloved of his father and here we see young Joseph being stripped of his identity and betrayed by those that should have loved him the most.

Transition times are not easy because they are often the times of the darkest and deepest of pains.

Joseph, meanwhile is brought to Egypt and purchased by Potiphar, an officer in Pharaoh’s court.  He is given a garment fit for a slave.  A new identity.  A season of submission.  And in this season another change is coming as Potiphar’s wife tries to seduce Joseph and rips of his coat, which is used as false evidence against him.

The loss of this slave garment was as significant as the loss of the first one because it had a similar effect.  Both caused Joseph to descend in rank and this time he was sent to the lowest of prisons.  Clothing also has special significance in the biblical world.  They marked and identified all classes of people ~ a King with robes of office ~ a priest with distinctive linen vestments and mourners who donned sackcloth for grief.  Clothing identified status and circumstance.

But God knew that these were not the coats Joseph was going to wear for the rest of his life.

The same is with us.  Destiny has different seasons where we are given robes to wear.  Sometimes those robes are torn off in order to make room for something new, even though we cannot see it at the time.  It is all part of God’s process and the maturing of what He gives to us.

Over time we see Joseph also in the garb of a prisoner, but it doesn’t last as in verse 41-43 we see Pharaoh arraying him in garments of fine linen and making him a prince over all the land of Egypt.

And God is also at work in us, continuing to birth those things within us and bringing us into a new chapter of His destiny for us.

Philippians 3:13

… this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth to those things which are before…

 

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Finding quiet


I stare not outwardly but inwardly as the morning sun slowly rises; hands wrapped around the warmth of a cup filled with fragrant coffee. In the quiet hush of the day I find my soul rushing into the concerns of the present. I am learning to let them rise up and to face each anxious circumstance.

This unveiling brings them into the light of day where they can be released into His hands. I breathe deeply knowing that the whisper of God’s presence is with me and then with shuddering breaths I exhale the quiet murmurings of my troubled soul.

Minute after minute He weaves eternity into today with the slow quiet ticking of a heart so desperately in need of His grace. It is in this stillness that heaven touches earth. My earth. My day. This present quiet.

Mundane moments in this quiet lowly place are where I receive His mercies new and fresh every morning. This becomes a sacred, secret place as I invite Him to enter once again.

A weighty understanding falls that worship is costly. So I press in closer to Him as I bow my head as I offer sacrifices of praise to the One who paid a price much greater than I. So I watch as the shadows recede in the light of His presence.

Everything in life will change but He is my constant in the midst of the messy moments of every day. He turns my gaze back out again, to face the day. His truth rises within my heart even as the sun upon this new morning.

I begin to sense an almost imperceptible shift as my frantic thoughts are not so frantic now. Another rhythm quiets the staccato beat of this heart of mine. How sweet the sound as the chattering of my soul stills.

He is teaching me how to live in the quiet even in the midst of the noise.

 

 

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Dancing With Destiny

Dancing with Destiny

How often have we heard the phrase “God has a dream for you” yet I feel it is more accurate to say that God has already dreamt ABOUT you.

There are days appointed for you, a destiny that God has set before you were even born.

Psalm 139:13-16 Amplified Version

For You formed my innermost parts;
You knit me [together] in my mother’s womb.

I will give thanks and praise to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Wonderful are Your works,
And my soul knows it very well.

My frame was not hidden from You,
When I was being formed in secret,
And intricately and skillfully formed [as if embroidered with many colors] in the depths of the earth.

Your eyes have seen my unformed substance;
And in Your book were all written
The days that were appointed for me,
When as yet there was not one of them [even taking shape].

 

 

But how do we continue to reach for that dream in the face of delayed or shattered hopes?

How do you learn to see your life through the lens of God and not your circumstances?

 

It starts with the realization that every day God is with us, right where we are, during every circumstance.

Our destiny is progressive, unfolding even as we walk out our journey.

Destiny also has cycles and seasons.

He positions us in the direction of our destiny, never abandoning us as we learn to trust Him in the valleys even while keeping our eyes on the mountain top.

You may be feeling that you have been in a dark place for so long that He has forgotten about you, but God has been preparing you in secret and the time will come when you will step out from the shadows and begin to dance your own dance of destiny.

Unfolding of wings
As a soul soars
On the current
Of time
This gift
Of one moment
To feel
To touch
To taste
To live unafraid
As raindrops
Fall upon your brow
As the breeze
Caresses your face
And a hymn is heard
As the wind plays
Within the leaves
And the grass
Whispers a benediction
As a heart
Savours
And rises
Taking wing
In the wind

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