A Time for Everything ⏰

While in prayer this week with my sister Diane, I saw an impression. As we prayed and sang to the Father, I saw us as little girls standing in a circle holding hands with Jesus. As He led us in a dance, we sang and laughed as children would while playing with their father. That went on for a few minutes until I found myself unable to pray or sing. I sat in quiet until I saw us as adult women sitting on the ground with Jesus. He was leaned up against a tree, sitting with His legs crossed. He had two open books, one on each knee with His hands on top of them. We sat at His feet listening intently to what He was teaching us.

If you would, please pause for a moment to imagine yourself in that spot, sitting at the feet of Jesus with no distractions.

Selah.

Oh, how easy it is for us to get caught up in our doings. I had a dream last year that my house was being renovated. I had five children, four boys and one girl. I was so busy cleaning and organizing that I had not spent enough time with my fifth child. She was seven by the time I had realized how I wasted the years busying myself with all my undertakings. I had longed for our relationship to be rekindled and put everything aside to go to her. Sadly, she had formed a bond with her babysitter. When I gave her the option, she chose to be cared for by the one she was familiar with instead of the one who gave her life. I had said to her, “I understand you know her better and you are more comfortable with her than me.” My heart was broken.

I had named her Redding, which means to “put in order or tidy up” and God showed me a very sobering reality about that season I was in through my dream. The five children represented my five senses. Redding was my sight. My house was my soul. The renovations represented my spiritual growth. Seven represents spiritual things and time. I had taken my eyes off of Jesus and put them on others to “raise me up” in my faith and grow my gifts. I then understood what I had said to Redding, the Lord was actually saying to me. His heart was breaking that I had spent more time learning about Him from others, then sitting at His feet learning from Him.

For everything there is a season.

A time to gather information from others who have walked before you, and a time to scatter what you have gleaned from them to those around you. A time to search out the things of life, and a time to stop, be quiet and sit at the feet of Jesus.

Selah.

Please take a moment to refresh your soul with this song Sitting at the Feet of Jesus.

Lyrics: “Sitting at the feet of Jesus, Oh what words I hear Him say. Happy place so near, so precious, may it find me there each day. Sitting at the feet of Jesus, I would look upon the past. For His love has been so gracious, it has won my heart at last. Sitting at the feet of Jesus, where can mortals be more blessed? There I lay my sins and sorrows and where weary finds sweet rest. Sitting at the feet of Jesus, there I love to weep and pray. While I from His fullness gather grace and comfort every day. Bless me, O my Savior, bless me, as I sit low at Thy feet. Oh, look down in love upon me, let me see Thy face so sweet. Give me, Lord, the Mind of Jesus, keep me Holy as He is; may I prove I’ve been with Jesus, Who is all my righteousness.”

Happy Valentine’s Day!

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