The Lord is preparing my heart; This I know is true. I feel chosen, special, appointed. Though still in training, in preparation for servanthood to my King, I know who I am and where I’m going. The picture is blurry, but I can see enough to continue walking through the fire. I walk through a fire that purifies my heart, leaving only the good behind.
Something in my soul blocks my freedom in the Kingdom of Heaven. I can’t stretch out my arms and legs. My voice is retracted. I’m in bondage … in bondage to the esteem of people. Oh, how much of my conscience time I spend wondering what people think of me. “How do I come off? What do they think of me? Am I enough?”
I’m in a season where much of my existence is in friction with my residence. I recently moved into the Kingdom of Heaven. I was given a new spirit upon arrival. Yet so much of my soul operates in habits to an old life. These habits represent the residual culture from my old residence. This stage in my journey requires perseverance and holding on to the picture He has given me.
I thank God for what he’s doing. Every step of the way, he shows me how things are connected. I count it all joy. As difficult as it is, I experience his love in every lesson. I see his presence in every situation – That alone is enough to make my heart explode. He knows my name. I am his child.
