The summer months provide a little more sunshine early in the morning than many times I desire. My body notices it because it screams to hide for a few more minutes of sleep. In reality, I think it God’s plan to get me moving before anyone else so that I can carve out some spiritual whitespace.
In recent days, I am feeling the need to walk with the Holy Spirit even more. Step by step. Breath by breath. There are lots of responsibilities that are right there waiting on me each morning to stir a sense of urgency, but also demand for my time every morning. I am having to learn to be disciplined in intentionally pushing them aside so that Jesus can move into the seat next to me during my spiritual whitespace time.
I haven’t graced the pages of this blog in quite a while. To be honest…I have been wrestling with insecurity. The feeling of being unqualified to write in these spaces. You know, even these spaces that we designed for comfort. I know…that was where I listened to the lie of the enemy. It happens to the best of us.
This is something I am not proud of but also something that I realize I am not alone in this camp. I am not perfect. Never will be. But when Jesus steps into my anxious heart…something changes. He brings a blanket of peace that wraps around me and shelters me from the inner chatterbox of the enemy that would want me to stop all that I am doing that is good.
This is why retreating to my whitespace place is important to build back our confidences in who God has created us to be and where He is taking us. Learning to be taught by the Savior takes time but also diligence.
Let me back up to last Winter. Like all Mom’s, sometimes we tend to put too much on our plate. We try to do it all and all the while trying to look like Betty Crocker, Wonder Woman or even Martha Stewart. I began to pray the desperate prayer of “Lord, take off my plate what doesn’t belong, and equip me for those mountains you want me to climb.” He did just that. He first led me back to the basics of “Sit before me Amy and I will lead you.”
Now when people take an oath, they call on someone greater than themselves to hold them to it. And without any question that oath is binding. God also bound himself with an oath, so that those who received the promise could be perfectly sure that he would never change his mind. So God has given both his promise and his oath. These two things are unchangeable because it is impossible for God to lie. Therefore, we who have fled to him for refuge can have great confidence as we hold to the hope that lies before us. This hope is a strong and trustworthy anchor for our souls. It leads us through the curtain into God’s inner sanctuary.
God has recently been impressing on my heart to remember the promises He has given me.
He does not lie.
When we run into His lap and take refuge He will never leave us.
He goes before us.
He will complete what He started.
This is the anchor for my soul.
ANCHOR is a word that I keep hearing through everything I read and listen to. When God does that, I pay attention.
While studying the word anchor I remembered back to learning how the priests of the Old Testament would be tethered by a rope as an anchor as they would walk behind the veil into the Holy of Holies to give their sacrifice. That anchor was used in case they needed to pull the priest out because he was the only one qualified to go behind the veil.
That is no more. Because of the work of what Jesus did on the Cross, the veil was torn and ALL have access to the King of Kings and the Lord of Lords. WE HAVE ACCESS.
There are times when I need to remember that I am still in a place of being tethered to the one that keeps me safe. My mind tends to wander away from God when I get overwhelmed with all that is set before me. When a boat is anchored to the bottom of the body of water it is in, the boat can only drift so far off from where it is anchored.
Where am I anchored? To whom am I tethered to? When I do start to float away from God, the Holy Spirit gives a tug to pull me back to the feet of Jesus where I can gain my hope, my strength and my direction.
When we truly know the source to which we are anchored the length of our rope becomes shortened.
As the storms come, and they will, we have to have that shorter rope to the anchor so that we can remember that He has already prepared a path through whatever storm we may encounter. When the storm comes, like Peter, we lose confidence and peace over many times things that we can not do anything about.
I have realized that if the enemy steals your peace in the midst of life, he then possesses your heart.
It is at that point that we have to begin praying those prayers of “Lord, even when I do not see you, I trust you.”
Christine Caine once said while summarizing scripture, “When you know deep down that no weapon formed against you can prosper, you can ignore the storm.
“Do not let your heart be troubled. You believe in God, believe also in me.”
I wanted to share with you a video that God placed in my view. The words might minister to some while the video will bring others (like me) to my knees in prayer.
Anchor by Leah Valenzuela and Bethel Music
In every season, in every change
You are near
In every sorrow,
You are my strength
You are near
A peace in the storm
Your voice I will follow
In weakness I rise
Remembering You hold world.
I’m holding on to hope
I’m holding on to grace
I’m fully letting go
I’m surrendered to Your ways
The anchor for my soul
Father, You will never change
Thanks for stopping by my little space. I am totally humbled that God is using me as a vessel to just be transparent about how this walk with Him many days rocks my socks off!
Please come back. He keeps telling me that there is more to share and I know that He will find the whitespace for me to do it.