Whispers

The other morning in my devotion that I’m doing for Lent a piece of scripture highlighted was “Write down the revelation.” Found in Habakkuk 2:2.

God has spoken to me through this scripture before and I have already taken it to heart. I have journals and journals and my closet is covered with writings. But this time He was confirming a seed that He had already placed in my heart to write down revelations I receive from Him and to share them on this blog.

By NO COINCIDENCE (as in many of my mornings) I asked the Holy Spirit for wisdom and revelation.

I was having a moment with my Father… a tender, emotional, moment of feeling so much gratefulness for the mere fact that He GIVES us revelation. It is the sweetest most undeserved holy gift.

After my study time in my chair I went outside to stand beneath Him as I’ve made the habit of doing in the wee hours of the morning because it just makes me feel so close to Him.

I was just about to go visit Hope City Church in the Houston Area with a beautiful friend.

I was praying out loud and praying with the Holy Spirit. I was thinking and worshipping, tearful and grateful, and was just taking in the special moment.

I specifically asked God to make Jesus’ walk, Jesus’ purpose, Jesus’ life, Jesus’ cross, Jesus’ teaching, Jesus’ passion, Jesus’ love and Jesus’ suffering… personal to me this Lent season like never before. I asked Him to take me deeper.

Saying those words to Him turned into pouring out thankfulness and DEEP almost unexplainable reality of what He’s already given me. I had mini flashbacks so to speak of His fingerprints over my life.

Then, ever so clearly, I heard Him whisper to me, “Erin, what you’ve experienced, My presence, wisdom, revelation, grace, closeness, vision, and LOVE… NONE of it is possible without Jesus. He died FOR YOU to HAVE this FRESH LIFE.”

That moment wrecked my heart. I can’t even explain in words the fullness of the moment and I’m not going to try.

Selfishly I could treasure them in my heart as the pieces of GOLD that they are, but the problem with that is I feel called to share what God shows me.

So in obedience, in the imperfection… I’m sharing here on this blog I’m giving to Him. I’m allowing Him to write a story with my life because I resolve and refuse to die without being used for His kingdom. It may be a little life but I know OUR amazing Father can use it. I just have to make the move. He has my WHOLE heart.