Watch and Wait and See {Moments with God}

{my heart cries} Hear me, Lord. My heart weeps until I feel like I could burst. The aching of this heartache seems endless and unbearable, and yet I know You are faithful. And yet I know I can rest in You. I trust You to bring beauty from these ashes, for You are good and Your goodness will reign forever – like a downpour of rain, Your goodness unfailingly saturates us.

{He whispers} Trust Me. Feel the gentle flow of My Spirit at work. Feel the movement from My breath as I bring life where it seemed nothing could flourish again. I AM the restorer. I AM the redeemer. I bring life, and do so abundantly. Wait and watch and see.

Psalm 17:6 (VOICE) I am crying aloud to You, O True God, for I long to know Your answer. Hear me, O God. Hear my plea. Hear my prayer for help.

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Safe within My Arms {Moments with God}

{He whispers} Hide yourself in Me. Hover close. Find refuge in the shadow of My wings. 

{I feel Him reaching as if to pull me in. I have only to yield and stay close. And yet – oh and yet – the temptation to forge my own path and go my own way is strong. I look to Him and look away – considering my choice. But in the end I take the only one that can possibly end well, and I surrender myself into His care. As I snuggle in, He kisses my head and holds me close, and whispers} You’ve chosen well, beloved. I love you with all My heart. You can trust Me to sustain you, and know you’re always safe within My arms. 

Psalm 91:1 (VOICE) He who takes refuge in the shelter of the Most High will be safe in the shadow of the Almighty.

I’m Safe in Your Arms

{Pausing in His presence, I feel His arms enclose around me as I say} Papa, I know that I’m safe in Your arms. You – Olam Zerowa, the Everlasting Arms, hold me tightly. You keep me firmly sheltered in Your loving grip. Thank You for the comfort You bring. 

{I feel His cheek rest on the top of my head as I nestle in like a child. He whispers} You are My beloved – so precious to Me. I call you Mine, for you are My very own. 

{And as His arms close ever so slightly in a gentle squeeze He adds} You are safe with Me. I watch over you, and even My angels guard over you. Rest in My arms. Stay in My embrace. Know that you are seen, and you are loved, for you are Mine and I love you.

Psalm 121:5 (TPT) Jehovah himself will watch over you; he’s always at your side to shelter you safely in his presence.

Heart After Him {Moments with God}

{my heart whispers} Lord, I want to walk in integrity – to be known as one of Your own. I want for my life to reflect Your ways, Your heart, Your Word. Teach me Your truth. May Your Holy Spirit lead and guide me, and may I be sensitive to Your voice. I want to hear You. I want to know You. I want to make choices that please You. I want to make You proud.

{I can sense Him smiling as He looks at me with love. And though we both know only too well I’ll fall short, He loves me just the same. He loves my desire to please Him even as He knows I won’t always make choices that do so. And yet His love remains steadfast – like a patient father, He believes in me and will always encourage me toward good. May my heart always pursue Him.}

Psalm 119:1 (VOICE) Happy are the people who walk with integrity, who live according to the teachings of the Eternal.

YHVH Gibbor Milchamah (the Lord Mighty in Battle) {Moments with God}

{I declare} There is none like You. No one worthy – no one who can compare. No one can stand against You. And should they try, they would melt like wax before You if they stood as Your adversary. For there is no one like You in heaven or on earth. You are majestic and awesome – mighty beyond our comprehension. So I choose to stand with You. And come what may, I will remain steadfast, for by Your side is the only place I want to be. So where You are, I will be too. I trust You. I yield to Your plans. You are mighty and You are good. You are the Holy One. You are YHVH Gibbor Milchamah – the Lord Mighty in Battle. And You are worthy.

{Sensing the Lord’s presence hovering – like with the pillars of cloud and fire. In the same way Moses refused to move without the presence of the Almighty, so my heart stands fast with His presence. And I sense His pleasure over my unwillingness to move without Him. It’s as if He is giving a look that says, “Well done.”}

Psalm 76:7 (TPT) No wonder you are greatly feared! You are the awe-inspiring God! For who could ever stand before your face when your fierce anger burns and live to tell about it.

Exodus 33:15 (VOICE) If Your presence doesn’t travel with me, then don’t lead us away from here.

Exulting in Your Love {Moments with God}

{my heart whispers} You overwhelm me with your love. And yet I cannot get enough. A thousand heart-kisses and I’m still longing for more. How can I do anything but rejoice in You and give thanks for all You are? Your glory is beyond my comprehension, and your grace fills me with hope. I can never get enough. Thankfully, Your abundant love knows no bounds. How rich and sweet is the flavor of your love. 

{with conviction I share} So yes, I will exult in You and in the glorious hope You bring. You are far more worthy than any offering I can give, and yet what I present is enough. You’ve deemed me enough – as unfathomable as that seems. I am your choice, and I will not try to convince you otherwise. Instead, I will strive to make my heart believe (and receive) that which you’ve richly bestowed upon me. 

{with humble reverence I add} Thank You. Thank You for loving me. Thank You for choosing me. Thank You for making me Your own.

Song of Songs 1:2-4 (TPT) Let him smother me with kisses—his Spirit-kiss divine. So kind are your caresses, I drink them in like the sweetest wine! Your presence releases a fragrance so pleasing— over and over poured out. For your lovely name is “Flowing Oil.” No wonder the brides-to-be adore you. Draw me into your heart. We will run away together into the king’s cloud-filled chamber. We will remember your love, rejoicing and delighting in you, celebrating your every kiss as better than wine. No wonder righteousness adores you!

Love Freely and Lavishly Bestowed {Moments with God}

{He whispers} My beloved, I delight in you. You’ve captured My gaze and hold Me enthralled.

{I hide my face} I’m unworthy. How can I be the one You choose?

{Gently He responds} Don’t hide your face from Me, beloved. This isn’t about worth or lack there of, this is the gift of My love – freely and lavishly bestowed on the one I have chosen. Simply receive. 

{Eyes filled with wonder I respond} I don’t know how. How can I receive something I feel incapable of deserving? It feels like too much. 

{With a kind smile He replies} It serves no purpose to reject it. It simply wastes the gift being given. Like a cool glass of water on a hot day, leaving it sitting in the glass to evaporate won’t quench your thirst nor will it benefit anyone else, and it wastes the effort of having retrieved it. So open your heart and let My love overflow and refresh. Let it bring healing to the dry and cracked places in your heart. I AM beholding you, and I find you beautiful. I have called you My own. You are Mine, so receive. 

{With my heart and hands open, I receive}

Psalm 45:11 (TPT) For your royal Bridegroom is ravished by your beautiful brightness. Bow in reverence before him, for he is your Lord!

Breathe Me In {Moments with God}

{my heart cries} Father, why do You feel so far away. Where are You as the waves of grief and sadness crash over me seeking to crush my very soul? I know that You are YHVH Shammah – You are present. Intellectually, I know You’re here, probably even holding Me in Your loving embrace – so why can’t I feel Your touch?

{my heart reaches out, like a hand extending, seeking the Father’s heart – asking Him to tighten His grip that I might feel Him}

{He gently replies} Shift your focus, beloved. Stop looking at the grief and focusing on the pain. I’m right here with you – holding you so tight. I’m capturing each tear and counting each hair on your head – every part of you and every thought and concern of your heart of the utmost importance to Me. Yes, beloved, pause and shift your focus to Me. Reach out to Me and feel My grip. I AM here. I AM present. I will never leave you. Stand fast and breathe. Breathe Me in. Be comforted by the wind of My Spirit – refreshing, renewing, bringing hope. Breathe Me in, for I AM here to strengthen you. You are the apple of My eye and I love you. Be still and let Me saturate you with My love. Just breathe. 

Psalm 10:1 (VOICE) Why, O Eternal One, are You so far away? Why can’t You be found during troubling times?

The Shelter of His Wings {Moments with God}

{my heart whispers} Only You are worthy. Only You are sovereign. I choose to cling to Your side. Hiding in Your presence not out of fear or cowardice, but rather because I love You. I want to be close to You. And yes, I want to be safe. And yes, I want to be comforted and feel loved and enjoy the wonders of friendship with You – but in the end, I want nothing more from You than to simply be with You – because You are You. And You are more than enough. You are all my heart needs. Help me to not lose sight of that fact. Help me to remember that You welcome me under Your wing as long as I choose to stay. May I never foolishly choose to step away, for You are My God and I am most happy to say I am one of Your people.

{feeling} His hand on my head, then sliding along my cheek – a tender touch, one filled with love. He smiles softly and with so much affection. I can feel myself encompassed by love so saturating it’s almost drugging. I am overwhelmed with peace and contentment, and I understand – fully understand – that I am His.

Psalm 32:7 (TPT) Lord, you are my secret hiding place, protecting me from these troubles, surrounding me with songs of gladness! Your joyous shouts of rescue release my breakthrough. Pause in his presence

More than a Servant (Moments with God)

{my heart cries} Holy! Holy! Holy! I stand in awe of You – of Your faithfulness and how You move. I am undone in Your presence. I lift my praise to You – the One who is worthy, the One upon the throne – exalted and majestic. You are so good. I am blessed and honored to serve You. 

{He responds with a touch to my head and a gentle smile. Receiving my adoration with joy, but also as His due. And He reminds me} You’re more than simply a servant, beloved. As we labor together resist the urge to feel more a handmaiden than a bride. ‘Less of you and more of Me’ isn’t a devaluing of who you are, but rather a broadening of the space within you that is surrendered to Me. It’s you making more room for Me to move in and through you. 

{overcome by love I respond} Thank You for loving me. Thank You for deciding I’m worthy whether I see it or not, whether I get it or not, and whether I embrace it or not. You are beyond good, Papa. Be glorified in me. 

Psalm 2:11 (AMP) Worship the Lord  and serve Him with reverence [with awe-inspired fear and submissive wonder]; Rejoice [yet do so] with trembling.