“But even if we are faithless,
He will still be full of faith,
for He never wavers in His faithfulness to us!”
I love writing, I really do.
It’s serves as an escape.
An avenue to process things even when it feels like a serious deadlock.
Such passionate write ups that later on, as I am going through the piece that is probably been long forgotten, I am in awe.
So when the enemy was done attacking everything else he thought was an Achilles’ heel for this lass, he took on my writing.
The one thing that greatly assisted in retaining perspective through what has been 2018🙄 .
This unfortunately took quite a while for me to catch on.
I didn’t see him coming as I was at that breaking point; I had been yearning after rest and walking into that promise land that I could almost taste it, despite it seeming like nothing was complying in the natural.
A restlessness was arising in every bit of my life coupled by the reality that I was unlocking new levels to being a lone wolf (Amazed at how far deep I got into this😂😂).
As I digress.
Something needed to give though🤢.
Even if it was one thing 😩, just one thing.
I could see the lessons;
• It felt much like a crash course to get me ready for the next season Papa was ushering me into.
• It fed my faith and grew my expectation 🤸🏽♀️.
At the point my anticipation for release was at its peak, I stepped into the wilderness without even realizing it.
That, almost took me out of this race, literally.😣
Ushering me into a dangerous frame of mind priced too steep; almost giving in to the resignation of whatever outcome it maybe.
I came crashing fast.
All lucid and flat.
So close.
About to hit the ground, when I bumped into this verse and clarity stepped in.
A love letter from Papa❤️
“You’re my servant, serving on my side.
I’ve picked you. I haven’t dropped you.’
Don’t panic. I’m with you.
There’s no need to fear for I’m your God.
I’ll give you strength.
I’ll help you.
I’ll hold you steady, keep a firm grip on you.”
Isaiah 41:9-10
I got to be reminded of;
• The why to keep trusting.
• The Who I am serving.
• The security in being Papa’s son.
• That His master plan is inclusive of every possible outcome with its remedies.
• The truth that He’s holding me through this and more.
• The fact that He remains faithful.
And that is sufficient for me, His little child.
So I went back to what I took delight in and powered through.
I dusted off my writing pad and embarked on assignments He’d given me.
Slowly, I felt it all come back.
The joys of writing and getting sucked into that world long enough to articulate what’s in your heart.
The refreshing that came with walking in purpose.
The fire that so strongly burned before, such great passion and vigor to handle tasks.
It no longer mattered what kind of weather manifested,
my why was of greater significance and I was ready to keep fighting till I was done.
My resolve in every bit being;
‘Papa said😎
and
that was enough for me😃!
Hugs and Kisses,
❤️❤️
HIGHCARBLIVING 