God is within her, she will not fall

God is within her, she will not fall

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Let's go dancing in the minefields and sailing in the storms

The future freaks me out. It puts butterflies in my stomach. It puts a childish grin on my face. It puts my mind in a million different directions. It makes me nervous. The future looks at pictures of the past and prompts me to move on. The past looks at the future with hesitation. The future pulls me in a direction I’ve been waiting for my whole life it says to me “Jessi, this is what you want! What are you waiting for?”, but my childhood pulls me in the opposite direction screaming at me “Where are you going? I’m not done yet!”
But then God breaks through the thoughts, He goes around and picks up every thought, every word, and every punctuation mark and puts them in three separate baskets. One is labeled “Future”, another “Present” and finally “Past”. Then he picks me up puts me on His lap and points to the basket labeled “Past” He says


“Daughter, my beloved, my princess, this is over with. People come, and people go. Hold on to your pictures and memories; hold on to the happy, throw away the sad. Forgive those you need to forgive. Forgiveness is not saying that the one that hurt you was right. It’s stating that I am faithful and I will do what is right.”


Then my Abba Father walks over to the basket labeled “Future” He picks me back up and sets me back on His lap, wiping away some tears, He holds me close and says;


“My love, my precious child, I have revealed a piece of my heart regarding your future. Take it, hold on to it, and trust me when I tell you something. You heard me correctly, it might be scary, it might be exciting for you, but wait patiently. Everything will play out the way I want it to, in MY time. I will only give you pieces of the puzzle that I know you can handle. I’ll never give too much. I know it’s hard to wait for what I’ve promised, I know it seems like it will never come, but trust me baby girl, trust me.”


Lastly my Daddy walks over to the basket labeled “Present” and says to me


“My baby, my girl, why are you having trouble living in this? I’ve given you this day for a reason. Once it is over, it is gone forever. What will you use it for? Will you use it looking at pictures from the past and dreaming of tomorrow? Or will you use it to enjoy the blessings I’ve given you, the people I’ve given you, or the breath I’ve breathed into your lungs? Enjoy now. Enjoy this day, this hour, this minute, this second; because once it passes you by, it’s gone. Remember what I’ve told you about the past and the future, but this is now, make it count.”



We're not dead my friends, let start acting like we're alive.

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