- Image via Wikipedia
Found this draft post from March 1, 2009 this morning. Lots going on.. this explains much of it.
I’m bare of any richness of soul or excellence of any kind before my Eternal Father in prayer right now.
I’m desperate for change in my daily schedule. I’m yearning for “the change” in my life that raises me up from the dust heap of failed attempts at self discipline, and into the atmosphere of those who soar with eagles wings, those who reach the singularity of purpose, who live every moment of their lives — awake or even asleep — for that one purpose.
I know the starting place is in the letting go of anxious, fear-based and frenetic activity. Reverently grateful for the connection made from heaven earthward, I’m remembering the near 30 years of faithful and immediate response in my soul to the childlike upward gaze. Emotions set ablaze with sense of purpose, acceptance, forgiveness.. and thoughts that follow shortly.. giving legs to that purpose.
Thank You, Yeshua.. for seeing me.. for meeting with me! Simple worship and prayer towards Yahweh who made me and sustains my atoms… my atoms… and as wide as the space is between them it’s not much narrower between my atoms and those of my family members… and those of my brothers and sisters worldwide.
Behold the glory of the God of Israel came from the way of the East: and his voice was like the sound of many waters; and the earth shined with his glory.
The glory of Yahweh came into the house by way of the gate this prospect is toward the east. The spirit took me up, and brought me into the inner court; and behold, the glory of Yahweh filled the house. That’s from Ezekiel 43 versus two and four.
My business, like the unkept vineyard of the Shulammite in Song of Solomon 1:6, cries out from the ground of my soul. Urgent and inordinate time with my clients has completely pulled me away from it. And yet a fire burns in me today – with my first free time in weeks, if not months – to harness the gift of this home business for my unique vision. Like the promise above, in Ezekiel 43, I sense a resonating glory within this tender shoot of an idea crackling through me like a fire thru rows of drought-affected vines, consuming any transient life in fruitless leaves still remaining.
And yet, because of the quality of this fire, I’m encouraged by that. As the farmer or vineyard dresser sometimes burns fallow fields to enrich the soil, so the vibrancy of the Presence of the Most High Yahweh permeates my scorched vision today.
Hope of mineral-rich soil erupts within.
May Yeshua, King of the Universe, the completely unique Servant King and Friend of Sinners, also meet you today like a soil-enriching Fire, upon your field of dreams.
