Thursday, March 9, 2017

A Move of God~

As the plane taxied down the Las Vegas runway,
the reality
of where I was,
of what I was launching into,
of what was up ahead
began to swell up inside me.

So much so, in fact,
that as soon as we were airborne,
with our next stop being Philadelphia,
the reality of it all
exploded in tears.

"What was I thinking!?"
"What was my dear friend, Amy, thinking when she encouraged me to say "yes"!?
"What was the women's ministries director thinking when she extended the invitation!?"
"What was God thinking!?"

"Was anybody thinking!?  
Me, the speaker for this women's event?! 
Are you kidding me?!
How can this be happening?!"

And yet, it was.

It is one thing to say "yes";
it is another to act on it.
And, it was acting on it that had this New Mexico girl
sitting on a plane bound for the East coast
feeling unbelievably excited
and crazy scared all at the same time.

With a million and one things to say rolling around in my mind,
and yet,
not one thing specific to talk about,
here I sat,
doing what I do when I am overwhelmed,
wiping one tear after another.

Fast forward to four days later,
when once again
I found myself seated on a plane.

This time the plane was taking me home,
and this time,
as the plane went airborne,
just like before,
a sea of tears made their way down my cheeks.

And, I cried and cried and cried.
(My poor seatmates!)
I was completely overwhelmed by the faithfulness of my God.

Who,
when I had said "yes" had taken over from that moment on.

Who,
when I didn't know what to say,
spoke word after word after word.

Who,
when I couldn't possibly know how to relate to the hearts I was speaking to,
drew them by His Spirit to relate to Himself in a new and deeper way.

Who,
when I only knew how to show up and be present and do the best that I can,
showed up in all of His glory and presented His truth as only He can.

Who,
when I was willing,
did.

Who,
when I obeyed,
blessed.

Who
when I sat crying tears on the first plane ride
knew I would be crying tears on the second one.

With a million and one reasons to thank God rolling around in my heart,
and yet,
not one thing I could say to adequately express
what He had done,
what He had been,
here I sat,
doing what I do when I am overwhelmed,
wiping one tear after another.

And I was reminded once again of this truth:

If we want to see
a move of God,
we have to position our self
in a place where 
a move of God
is all and everything
we are depending on.

And, if we do-
our God will move.

"Not by might nor by power, but by My Spirit," says the Lord of hosts.
~Zechariah 4:6








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