MORE.
That’s the word the Father has been speaking over me this whole year. At first I didn’t know it. And then slowly, over time, it came into my spirit and has steered the course of my race.
My prayer throughout this year has been that God would mature me and make me into the woman that He has created me to be.
I was too broken at the beginning. And with my brokenness came hesitancy and ill-fated discernment. But over time while living in Guatemala, the Lord healed my heart. It took sharing my testimony for the Lord to swoop down and give me the fullness of my joy and confidence back.
And then He stated speaking more.
While in Guatemala, I came across a song called “don’t you give up on me” by Brandon Lake and it quickly became the song in the background. The words echoing a message that would shape my relationship with the Lord.
“you ain’t seen what i’ve promised
child, we’re just getting started
open your heart
open your hands
open your eyelids
i’ve got more dreams
i’ve got more plans
i’ve got more blessings”
And i’ve had my hands wide open ever since.
I’ve learned throughout the last year that the Father has called me out of living a lukewarm Christian life and called me into living a life that is worth His glory and His praise. He is worth giving up everything for.
As i’ve opened my heart up to God and all that He has for me, I’ve noticed that my world seemed to shift. My soul was healed and my body restored. My joy was loud and my peace, illuminating. My crumbled foundation became solid and my body language shifted. My confidence expounded and my love deepened. I changed so much because He showed me more.
More freedom
More joy
More love
More depth
More dancing
More laughing
More wrestling
More questioning
More doubting
More ability
More callings
More confidence
More dreams
More plans
More blessings
For the longest time, the world race was all I could see. I couldn’t picture anything past this year, and He used my word to show me He is dependable and that He has things in store for me that I don’t even know of yet. I no longer want to limit my view on God by the specifics that many point too. By just the ways that I know He speaks to me. He still works in confusing and “old” ways. I want my view of God to be “more”. I want to be utterly amazed by who He is and how He works. I want to be in shock at His power. At His love and His grace. At his voice and His steadfastness. I want more of Him and Him alone.
The Lord is constantly speaking and it’s our choice to sit at His feet, not doing a thing, but just being in His presence. In that space, that secret place, there is so much more to behold from Him and He gives you more than you could ever imagine.
More.
It’s the word i’ve clung to all year. Seeing His faithfulness in it and being amazed at how He has used it. I don’t know what’s next quiet yet, but thank goodness there’s more!
