He is near...closer than my thrumming pulse. Even when my weak flesh of unbelief rises up, the truth will always remain the same. But today I am blessed with the peace in KNOWING. There is nothing sweeter. Perhaps it's the fruit of times spent pressing-in when doubt had risen up and rested...nagging away. It's easier to just up and leave when the pressure is on, but there is blessing in sticking it out.
Blessing for those that mourn, those poor in spirit, those uncompromising a pure heart...for they shall see God! (Matthew 5:3-12) Blessing comes when He shines light on something that my eyes have failed to see. When my mind has been opened to a new perspective, and the cobwebs of the past have been blown clean through. A revelation of the heart to move me into a new chapter and new dimensions with the King. Because when you clear the way, there is room for the new to begin.
I hear his whisper and I feel His protection. He has opened my eyes in a vision to where I've been placed: I see 4 walls enclosed by a roof and a floor, all made of glass - bullet proof, fire proof, disaster proof glass. The air is filled with peace and the soft gentle lullaby of His countless loving thoughts about me. They flow like a gentle river, never ending, filling me up. I know I'm in a Panic Room of sorts where the panic was checked at the door - but I'm more than safe here...I'm confident in this place of refuge. Sometimes I can see the war waging around me and can hear it clawing at the deadbolt, picking at the lock, but contrary to my usual knee-jerk reaction to such threats I am resting and covered with His peace and promise that no weapon formed against me shall prosper (Isaiah 54:17). He's revealing tidbits about the circumstances around me...not because He wants me to solve the mysteries but because He knows that truth can calm the confusion, bind the lies and loosen the strongholds...when I'm ready to receive them. I watch and I listen and I rest.
I sense that this KNOWING is more than a gift...it's a way of life. It's a continual outpouring to douse myself in moment by moment. Open my mind to the KNOWING, instead of living the close-mindedness of offence, anxiousness or unrest. It's a place to not only press-into with force and what little strength I can muster, but as I rest, I release. In the same way that I press-in with force, as I give in to rest my whole weight gives way - pressing-in. Minus the fierce fight and the hot mess. He never asked me to come with my fists up. Rest and release. Moving me to deeper revelation...deeper restoration...deeper relation...with Him. Because relationship is the beginning and the end of this story...all He wants is YOU.
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