Today is the first day of Fall.
Fall reminds me of Hope, new beginnings, surprises, and love. It makes me come alive in a way that no other season does. I'd very much like if Fall was all year around. Lets hope it is in Heaven :-)
It's been about a week now. Yes, I found a home! It's super and miraculous, light and spacious, almost perfect, and just a little too expensive. I feel incredibly blessed, completely in awe, and have to remind myself, when I feel unworthy of such a gift, that Abba Father sees it as a worthwhile gift. So much prayer, waiting, tears, fear, surrender, and more waiting, went in to this place and process. when I finally rested in the fact that He had a place for me somewhere, the doors started opening. He's such a good friend, such a good Father, and provider.
My dream to to share this house generously, through hospitality of all shapes and sizes...and colors. My hope is that it will be a haven of hope, rest, happiness, joy, tears, intercession, and worship. That anyone who walks through the threshold will walk out touched by Grace. Because this house is His house. May the cycle continue.
Along with this new season of the year, and new home, I wonder and ask...what now?
I feel as though there are things just around the bend, there's a specific plan, there's something He's preparing me for... I often feel that way. And He often surprises me.
What do I do with the gifts He's given, the things I learned at Bethel School, the things I learn in pursuing His presence. How to I live out this new and richer life in the Spirit, and keep pursuing it. How do I share freely? To whom, with whom? What now? By the gentle and clear leading of the Holy Spirit, I will know. Each day.
Every day is an adventure. There is always something more. I can never settle. The heart of God is beautiful, and knowing Him more and more is like a beautiful puzzle, that doesn't ever get finished, the peaces are bringing together a beautiful big picture that goes on and on. I want to never stop asking, seeking, soaking, and discovering.
I must not get distracted, but protect the sacredness of this journey, nurture it, cultivate it, be intentional. I must share freely, boldly, fearlessly. I have yet to fully learn of the latter 3.
And so I walk on, with eyes on the prize, arms wide open, spirit always thirsting. Here I am Lord. Use me.
