Something is afoot in Miami. The ground has begun to tremble with the pounding of soldiers feet. A fresh wind is blowing over the called out ones. A wind that beckons us to listen as the Spirit of God speaks.
It has always been the heart of God for those of us still managing planet Earth, to lean fully into the things He directs. Sometimes we are placed in a position of rest to wait for our time to march. It's not a comfortable place to be, simply because one feels left out. A feeling of being displaced...
Yet faithfulness calls and says to maintain...to continue to learn...to love what He has given you to do at the moment...to see beauty outside your comfort zone. And to be content without becoming complacent. See others...family, friends, mere acquaintances, as people God loves. See them on a natural level as well as a spiritual level. If we aren't careful, we will become so work oriented (spiritually speaking for now), that we will over-look the preciousness of life as we know it. We deny our natural understanding to focus on the spiritual. And even though we are told not to LEAN on our natural understanding, we MUST acknowledge it...just don't use it as a crutch or make it complete truth. Simply because God can change a situation in the blink of an eye. Everything is not as it seems much of the time.
Something has begun to stir, where I thought maybe there would be none...anymore.
I'm not sure yet, just where this wind will blow. But I sense it marching down main street, down the side roads, the alleys, the businesses...the churches! I knew it was coming in 2005. But as the years stretched out, the assurance became little more than recognition that maybe I had gotten it wrong...again.
The dreams...the dreams! They over-took my night hours. "I have a fresh word!" one of them insisted. "South and West"...and then the gate to the city of Jerusalem was facing "south & west"..."you'll walk where demons walk...but as long as you don't lay near the fire, you'll be okay." Then there was the dream of my life being enveloped within a house without a foundation. Another dream of descending into dirty water with dead fish floating in it and my Mother waiting just at the exit to call to me to pass through the clean water and she would give me food to eat once I was clean again. So many dreams without complete understanding because it seemed as if just the opposite was happening.
Being the analytical person that I am, trusting too much at times in what my natural eye beholds, I lose sight of the spiritual. God is always orchestrating, but we must be in tune with what He is directing, lest we become dull of hearing.
But today...today, I could almost feel the wind blow over my face, snapping me to attention.
Waiting for instructions, here you'll find me...in Mary's World.
