“Trust Me Darling; trust Me, and believe in impossible again.” Before me stood a tree, full of stature and strength, leaves swaying gently in the breeze, standing steady under the radiance of the late morning sun. Believe in impossible again. Those words rang through my head as I stared up at the massive oak. Believe. Breathe. Listen. Stillness invaded my being; at once all those swarming thoughts ran still, peace swept over me. As I closed my eyes and lifted my face Heavenward, I heard the voice of the Lord say, “and they shall rise on wings like eagles. They shall run and not grow weary; they shall walk and not faint (Isaiah 40:31). I will comfort those who mourn and will grant to them a beautiful headdress instead of ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, and the garment of praise instead of a faint spirit; that they may be called oaks of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that He may be glorified (Isaiah 61:3). “Let Me be glorified in all I am doing in and through you. The winter has gone and the spring has come. What I plant shall never be uprooted. What I bring to existence, no man shall separate.” My heart sang with the goodness and mercy of the Father. In His infinite wisdom and might, before the foundations of the world, He knew and planned for this very moment; all things work together for the good of those who love Him, and as I stood at the foot of the tree, I saw a small glimpse of that He was working for my good: freedom, trust, life in abundance, and passion, beautiful, beautiful passion that grows out of roots dug deep into the goodness of God. He had spent the past season preparing the soil, digging my roots deep, testing to see if they will withhold the storms that come, and planting me in Him, that He may be glorified. My heart sang in the light of His glory and grace. Only a good God could love me this much. I couldn’t help but sing out my praise to Him, yet the only utterance I had was, “I have found the One whom my soul loves. His name is Jesus.”
His name is Jesus.
In the past couple of weeks, I have seen a spiritual rock bottom that I have not seen to this extent before in my own heart. My view of God shifted, and I grew easily angry and bitter at the lack of breakthrough I was seeing in my life and in the life of my daughter. Yet, even when I could not see clearly, God was working everything for my good and for His glory. Trials are for the glory of God to be seen in our lives. They are for His glory and our good. Within the past week, the Lord restored hope to the point of wreaking me in a puddle of tears over the fact that He is so good. Beloved, God is good. No matter what you are going through, know that He will work it for your good. Even when we do not see it, He is working it for His glory. So, what are we living for. Are we living to see His glory revealed in us, or are we living to see men moved by how we act and live? These past couple weeks almost wreaked me, and I was not living to see His glory; all I was seeing were my issues and failures, and because of that place I was living from, abundant joy was not present. He knows what we need and what is best for us. Learning to abide in the shadow of the Almighty is where we find rest. “Brothers and sisters, rejoice when you face testing of ANY kind. For the testing of your faith produces steadfastness; and let steadfastness have its full effect that you may be perfect, lacking in nothing” (James 1:2-4). I don’t know about you but if there is a way I can be lacking in nothing, I want to seek it out with my whole heart. I want to worship the Father from a place of faith, rejoicing in hardship because pruning WILL always lead to new life. Living bowed low before our King of kings leads us to find fulfillment in Him.
This is an except taken from a prophetic vision Charolette Baker gave in 1891. It is called The Eye of the Needle: The Gate of Worship, and I am beyond obsessed with it. I highly recommend looking up the entire speech. It is incredible and definitely worth the read. “The Word of the Lord came to me, “Go now and tell this people before you, I have given unto this people extreme talents and much ability. But I say unto you today, if you do not come through the very small gate, which is the gate of worship, and bow low and lay before me thine instruments, thy talents, abilities, vision and power, thou shall always be among those who will only be able to minister to the hearts of men, and bless the hearts of men. But there is a gate open to the Church in this hour, a very small gate. And through this gate, only men and women who are worshippers will go. These people will lay their talents before their God. These people will say, “God, we will be Your worshippers.” Through that wide gate they will come and they will arise on the other side, not to minister unto men, but to minister unto their God. I have brought you together this day, to make unto you a choice. You can minister unto men and I will cause you to sway the hearts of men with your talent. Or, you can go through a very small gate, that is “the eye of the needle, the gate of worship,” and while making new worshippers, you will minister unto the King of Kings and Lord of lords!”
The Lord is raising up oaks of righteousness who will withstand any storm. They will be a planting of the Lord, pointing to Him and leaving all glory to His name. Take courage for He has overcome the world. “Breathe child. Believe. Breathe. Listen. Believe in the impossible again. We serve the God of the impossible. He makes lame men walk, blind see, deaf hear, and each and everyone of us believe. He is good. Period. End of story. Join me in choosing to believe this.