Beloved. We are called to live in a tension.
A paradox.
A place of living from the unseen to the seen while living in the seen.
Walking in the supernatural while walking in the natural.
I was struck with this thought as we sang "got my soul satisfied yet so hungry."
How can I be satisfied and yet still hungry? So hungry actually. Friends, this is what Father calls us into. He calls us into Himself, into His very nature, into His person, into His flesh and bone to be complete. To be filled. To be consumed. To ultimately bring glory by taking on Glory, to hunger and thirst to be satisfied fully by the Fullness Himself.
Friends, are you living in that tension? Are you living in the reality that the Lord has put eternity in your heart? Eternity. It's vast. It's unending. It's unsatisfied and yet fully satisfied.
Sunday, January 3, 2016
Friday, January 1, 2016
Well hello 2016.
Like the pieces of a puzzle, the Lord begins to reveal to His children where all the pieces belong. How all the pieces connect. How every Word spoken, every thought, every plan in His heart, had a purpose.
This is the year of promises revealed. His words spoken. His words fulfilled.
It's the year of the yes and amen.
This is the year of breakthrough.
The year of walking in the fullness of Him who is all in all and fills all in all.
This is the year of doing, not just hearing.
This is the year of being thrust forth into destiny.
It's a new year, beloved. A year to lay aside every hinderance and run. Run with endurance the race.
Pray like you've never prayed.
Ask.
Seek.
Knock.
This is the year of no fear. His perfect love casts out all fear.
You have a voice. The Lord wants to hear it. The Lord wants to see you.
I declare the freedom of the Lord in this year. The abundance of the Lord.
I speak blooming over every heart. Bloom where you are planted.
I declare boldness and courage in every situation.
Like the pieces of a puzzle, the Lord begins to reveal to His children where all the pieces belong. How all the pieces connect. How every Word spoken, every thought, every plan in His heart, had a purpose.
This is the year of promises revealed. His words spoken. His words fulfilled.
It's the year of the yes and amen.
This is the year of breakthrough.
The year of walking in the fullness of Him who is all in all and fills all in all.
This is the year of doing, not just hearing.
This is the year of being thrust forth into destiny.
It's a new year, beloved. A year to lay aside every hinderance and run. Run with endurance the race.
Pray like you've never prayed.
Ask.
Seek.
Knock.
This is the year of no fear. His perfect love casts out all fear.
You have a voice. The Lord wants to hear it. The Lord wants to see you.
I declare the freedom of the Lord in this year. The abundance of the Lord.
I speak blooming over every heart. Bloom where you are planted.
I declare boldness and courage in every situation.
Sunday, November 15, 2015
A long, long, way back home
Something short to update everyone who's wondered about this crazy adventure called "my life in God". My life is not my own. But I'm excited to pen the stories of a life in Someone who's scope and plan are far more than I could think or imagine. Jesus has invited me into HIS story. I play an active part of what's happening and what will happen. How incredible?
So, if you've journeyed with me in any capacity (at home, abroad, near or far), you probably know that the most recent train on the journey of life (I boarded December of 2014) led me back home to the beach to live with my family again. :) It was clearly a God move. It was a hard move. Leaving dear friends and what had become family in the burg but it was a move that was needed to continue moving forward.
And so, I've been here almost a year, still without transportation of my own for almost two years, and wrestling with the waiting. Wrestling with the promises. Wrestling with hope deferred. But greatly encouraged to see that there is something happening and something on the horizon. And, I serve the God who acts on my behalf...suddenly. I feel like the suddenly will soon happen. Where He will move quickly and reward those who diligently seek Him. And so I'm reminded through the day to day that He's faithful. And that I'm here for such a time as this. I'm so blessed to be working and to be planted exactly where I'm suppose to be planted in this season. But this isn't my final destination.
More to come.
But to those who read, how can I pray for you? How can I support you? How can I partner with what the Lord is doing in and through you?
Sunday, April 20, 2014
heaven
On this glorious Easter morning, I awoke, wide awake, at 5 in the morning. I went back to sleep and finally got up at 6 something but with the lovely heat pack on my neck and the Word I drifted back asleep again. As I recall this short interlude of time, I'm struck by how often one can fall asleep, even when the dawn beckons to arise, and shine. I love that the Lord gives us just enough, all that we need. He gives His beloved sleep. But when He awakens you, awake. :)
On my drive to the B & N, I looked to the clouds and was struck with the reality that the Heavenly City is real. The angels, the four living creatures, and the elders, never stop praising the Lord. Day and Night they cry Holy, Holy, Holy, is the Lord God Almighty.
What did it look like this morning as they recalled our Beloved Jesus' Resurrection? What did their worship look like, when the Son of Man, the darling of Heaven, conquered death once and for all, and burst through the heavens? What was it like when HE came back to sit at the right hand on the throne of the Father?
I'm taking Stephen Venable's class in the Biblical Foundations of Day and Night Prayer and we've been focusing on Heaven. One must have a solid foundation of this real place, this city not built with human hands, that is physical and tangible.The dwelling place of God where incessant worship happens, day and night. We can't see it, but it most certainly exists and it's inhabitants wait for the glorious collision of heaven returning to earth. :) It's the place where Jesus, the Son of Man, is waiting for His bride, a church, made ready. Waiting for the moment where He can split the sky.
If then you were raised with Christ, seek those things which are above, where Christ is, sitting at the right hand of God. Set your mind on things above, not on things on the earth. For you died, and your life is hidden with Christ in God.
Dear Ones, set your mind on heaven, set it on Christ, focus on where He dwells and the activities happening there. Join in what's happening in heaven. Set your mind on things above.
On my drive to the B & N, I looked to the clouds and was struck with the reality that the Heavenly City is real. The angels, the four living creatures, and the elders, never stop praising the Lord. Day and Night they cry Holy, Holy, Holy, is the Lord God Almighty.
What did it look like this morning as they recalled our Beloved Jesus' Resurrection? What did their worship look like, when the Son of Man, the darling of Heaven, conquered death once and for all, and burst through the heavens? What was it like when HE came back to sit at the right hand on the throne of the Father?
I'm taking Stephen Venable's class in the Biblical Foundations of Day and Night Prayer and we've been focusing on Heaven. One must have a solid foundation of this real place, this city not built with human hands, that is physical and tangible.The dwelling place of God where incessant worship happens, day and night. We can't see it, but it most certainly exists and it's inhabitants wait for the glorious collision of heaven returning to earth. :) It's the place where Jesus, the Son of Man, is waiting for His bride, a church, made ready. Waiting for the moment where He can split the sky.
If then you were raised with Christ, seek those things which are above, where Christ is, sitting at the right hand of God. Set your mind on things above, not on things on the earth. For you died, and your life is hidden with Christ in God.
Dear Ones, set your mind on heaven, set it on Christ, focus on where He dwells and the activities happening there. Join in what's happening in heaven. Set your mind on things above.
Sunday, February 10, 2013
His Ways Not Mine
Faithful ones,
It has been a few months since my last entry and I'm sure many of you wonder what ever has become of me.
I live.
I settled into a lovely abode with a few other ladies planing to stay only temporarily in their living/dining room till my permanent residence became available. I heard today that progress on the basement apartment has stopped and may take several months to be live in ready. And so, I'll be settling into a room with one of the ladies here once the current roommate gets married, mid march. Till then my sleeping quarters remain in the living room. :)
I'm taking 3 classes. Intro to End Times, the Priesthood, and The Sermon on the Mount. I was touched last week with a teaching on the Throne Room and am amazed with the revelation from the Sermon on the Mount. More specifics to come in later posts.
I'm also keeping busy working as the Department head of the Clothing Department at the Thrift Store. Things are going smoothly.
There is much to write, as usual, as the last few months have been full of pursuit.
Yes, someone is pursuing me.
I barely have room to think, to process, to fully fathom what this Love is, how one could desire ME, choose me, want ME to partner with them in what the Lord is doing!
The Lord wants all of me.
More to come.
It has been a few months since my last entry and I'm sure many of you wonder what ever has become of me.
I live.
I settled into a lovely abode with a few other ladies planing to stay only temporarily in their living/dining room till my permanent residence became available. I heard today that progress on the basement apartment has stopped and may take several months to be live in ready. And so, I'll be settling into a room with one of the ladies here once the current roommate gets married, mid march. Till then my sleeping quarters remain in the living room. :)
I'm taking 3 classes. Intro to End Times, the Priesthood, and The Sermon on the Mount. I was touched last week with a teaching on the Throne Room and am amazed with the revelation from the Sermon on the Mount. More specifics to come in later posts.
I'm also keeping busy working as the Department head of the Clothing Department at the Thrift Store. Things are going smoothly.
There is much to write, as usual, as the last few months have been full of pursuit.
Yes, someone is pursuing me.
I barely have room to think, to process, to fully fathom what this Love is, how one could desire ME, choose me, want ME to partner with them in what the Lord is doing!
The Lord wants all of me.
More to come.
Friday, December 28, 2012
Upon my return....
Jets fly overhead. The hum of my laptop is heard. I sit atop by bed looking into a pile of things. Just items I love, I wear, I look upon, all boxed up and neatly packaged in the middle of my room. I'm taking it all with me. This reality is still settling.
A flutter of emotion scours the house this bright morning. Be angry but don't sin. Love does not seek it's own. I have sought my own far too often than I will ever want to admit. But admit I shall. I have not deferred or preferred others above my self as the self-less Lover has said I should.
This Man, fully God, fully Man, was wrongly accused, oppressed, and afflicted and He didn't say a word (Isaiah 53). He didn't say a word. He kept silent. He forgave. He believed all things because He is Love.
So often, I retort and try to preserve myself and my intentions, over words I wasn't aware of, over emotion unseen in the other. Lord, give me Your love to take blame, to admit fault unseen, to love so selflessly that I see the person-not the words or actions.
I have two weeks left here at the Ewbank abode. My home. The safe, open place that will always be home. The place where family resides, where love abounds (let it abound still more and more!), and where I'll never feel like a guest. Family is what makes this place a home.
How I will miss the hugs, the laughter, and the one-on-one conversations with my family and friends! I'm thankful I love to write letters of which many of you will receive when I plant myself in the lovely hub of the burg only 2.5 hours away from the beach. Come visit! I'll have a nice little basement apartment abode for you to come stay and visit.
I will step out in faith embracing the new, fully reaching out for Love, and rooting myself as a tree.
The last few weeks in recap....
~I graduated from the Stand by Night internship December 15th. It was a wonderful 4 1/2 months, rich, and filled to the brill with the goodness of the Lord! I was able to share a brief testimony about what the Lord had taught me during the duration of the internship. I came home that day and took the next week getting fully well after being under the weather. Cat sitting and phone conversations with friends were other hightlights of the week. :) I also started reading Rees Howell's Intercessor. A book I've had on the shelf for about 5 years. It's excellent.
~Sunday, December 23rd, I returned to the burg to celebrate the dearly beloved Ronnette's birthday with a ball! I danced the night away and had a lovely time. :)
~I came back home Monday and spend the next several days packing my entire room. I was in my "cave" too many hours to count. I successfully managed to pack 3/4 of the way! I love being prepared ahead of time.
~Christmas was semi-low key (still spent packing some). I'll continue dreaming about snow. It was filled to the brim with good conversation with a good friend as we reveled in the goodness of a book called "Homemaking" by J.R Miller (a must read!).
~I celebrated 24 years yesterday. I can hardly believe I'm getting so old but I'm so thankful to the Lord. I am alive and a day closer to His return.
The next two weeks will be spent meeting with dear friends, raising support, spending time with family, and last minute packing. :)
Thank you all for your love and support. Your friendships mean so much to me.
A flutter of emotion scours the house this bright morning. Be angry but don't sin. Love does not seek it's own. I have sought my own far too often than I will ever want to admit. But admit I shall. I have not deferred or preferred others above my self as the self-less Lover has said I should.
This Man, fully God, fully Man, was wrongly accused, oppressed, and afflicted and He didn't say a word (Isaiah 53). He didn't say a word. He kept silent. He forgave. He believed all things because He is Love.
So often, I retort and try to preserve myself and my intentions, over words I wasn't aware of, over emotion unseen in the other. Lord, give me Your love to take blame, to admit fault unseen, to love so selflessly that I see the person-not the words or actions.
I have two weeks left here at the Ewbank abode. My home. The safe, open place that will always be home. The place where family resides, where love abounds (let it abound still more and more!), and where I'll never feel like a guest. Family is what makes this place a home.
How I will miss the hugs, the laughter, and the one-on-one conversations with my family and friends! I'm thankful I love to write letters of which many of you will receive when I plant myself in the lovely hub of the burg only 2.5 hours away from the beach. Come visit! I'll have a nice little basement apartment abode for you to come stay and visit.
I will step out in faith embracing the new, fully reaching out for Love, and rooting myself as a tree.
The last few weeks in recap....
~I graduated from the Stand by Night internship December 15th. It was a wonderful 4 1/2 months, rich, and filled to the brill with the goodness of the Lord! I was able to share a brief testimony about what the Lord had taught me during the duration of the internship. I came home that day and took the next week getting fully well after being under the weather. Cat sitting and phone conversations with friends were other hightlights of the week. :) I also started reading Rees Howell's Intercessor. A book I've had on the shelf for about 5 years. It's excellent.
~Sunday, December 23rd, I returned to the burg to celebrate the dearly beloved Ronnette's birthday with a ball! I danced the night away and had a lovely time. :)
~I came back home Monday and spend the next several days packing my entire room. I was in my "cave" too many hours to count. I successfully managed to pack 3/4 of the way! I love being prepared ahead of time.
~Christmas was semi-low key (still spent packing some). I'll continue dreaming about snow. It was filled to the brim with good conversation with a good friend as we reveled in the goodness of a book called "Homemaking" by J.R Miller (a must read!).
~I celebrated 24 years yesterday. I can hardly believe I'm getting so old but I'm so thankful to the Lord. I am alive and a day closer to His return.
The next two weeks will be spent meeting with dear friends, raising support, spending time with family, and last minute packing. :)
Thank you all for your love and support. Your friendships mean so much to me.
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Like a Stream
If you really look close, so much of the Word includes the word LIKE.
Our pictures and objects only scratch the surface in comparison with the Object to which we are comparing.
Our Maker, Creator, Lover, LOVES to speak to us in pictures with words and in pictures we can understand, and he uses weak vessels to declare His Word with boldness.
Prophecy: To encourage, exhort, and edify.
All of these realities bring clarity, vision, and confirmation.
My name, Ewbank, is basically Psalm 1. The yew trees planted by the banks.
So a friend prophesied over me last Tuesday as we were driving in the car. This wise one didn't know the meaning of my last name nor it's significance to me in this season. Basically, he saw a tree planted by a stream, the stream of living water. He said there was uncertainty about the next season that I would be in, but that a tree doesn't worry about the next season. In fact, it's so surrendered and nourished by the stream that it's leaves NEVER wither. In all seasons, it's leaves never die. Therefore, I must not worry about the next season but be fully surrendered to the Living Water, drink deep, and my fruit will be sustained.
The goodness continued. He got a picture of my family. Children (I saw this as the joyful, childlike love and spirit my family has). He said, they are really missing you and you are really missing them. They are feeling like you are on a long vacation and it's time to return home. You are feeling very settled where you are. There is going to be shift in the way they view what you are doing. They will see if as the work the Lord has called you to do. I started tearing up. This is so huge. The Lord knows me so intimately and knows that my family means so much to me. He also knew that this was one of the areas I needed confirmation in if I were to move to the burg where I currently reside. Wow.
Monday was great All staff meeting. The words proceeding from these beloved ones have been words I've longed to hear for so long. There is such a genuine spirit here, humility, Christ as center. They will be starting a church gathering on Sunday the first of the year. Exciting.
Thursday was very emotional but very healing. More confirmation of me being connected with this community. Jon read from a book called Fire and Fragrance and the chapter on Authentic Community. SO GOOD. I started crying. Earlier that day in class I had a deep crying out to deep cry. More healing from the loss of my dear friend Amy Hope. It was good. Another layer. And lots of love going around as we affirmed the life of each one here, giving each other hugs and words of encouragement.
Identity as priests and kings. It's what I'm called to do. Intercession is not need based it's out of love and submission to the Father. Agreement with the heart of Jesus. Who, by the way, is a MAN, seated right now at the right hand of God, inviting us to drink deep from the river of His pleasure and delight (yes, it's a real stream....). Lay aside all other things, friends. It's time to truly know the Man, truly partner with His heart, focus our mind on things above, and have an identity rooted in our daily ministry of being a priest before Him.
More to come soon.
Our pictures and objects only scratch the surface in comparison with the Object to which we are comparing.
Our Maker, Creator, Lover, LOVES to speak to us in pictures with words and in pictures we can understand, and he uses weak vessels to declare His Word with boldness.
Prophecy: To encourage, exhort, and edify.
All of these realities bring clarity, vision, and confirmation.
My name, Ewbank, is basically Psalm 1. The yew trees planted by the banks.
So a friend prophesied over me last Tuesday as we were driving in the car. This wise one didn't know the meaning of my last name nor it's significance to me in this season. Basically, he saw a tree planted by a stream, the stream of living water. He said there was uncertainty about the next season that I would be in, but that a tree doesn't worry about the next season. In fact, it's so surrendered and nourished by the stream that it's leaves NEVER wither. In all seasons, it's leaves never die. Therefore, I must not worry about the next season but be fully surrendered to the Living Water, drink deep, and my fruit will be sustained.
The goodness continued. He got a picture of my family. Children (I saw this as the joyful, childlike love and spirit my family has). He said, they are really missing you and you are really missing them. They are feeling like you are on a long vacation and it's time to return home. You are feeling very settled where you are. There is going to be shift in the way they view what you are doing. They will see if as the work the Lord has called you to do. I started tearing up. This is so huge. The Lord knows me so intimately and knows that my family means so much to me. He also knew that this was one of the areas I needed confirmation in if I were to move to the burg where I currently reside. Wow.
Monday was great All staff meeting. The words proceeding from these beloved ones have been words I've longed to hear for so long. There is such a genuine spirit here, humility, Christ as center. They will be starting a church gathering on Sunday the first of the year. Exciting.
Thursday was very emotional but very healing. More confirmation of me being connected with this community. Jon read from a book called Fire and Fragrance and the chapter on Authentic Community. SO GOOD. I started crying. Earlier that day in class I had a deep crying out to deep cry. More healing from the loss of my dear friend Amy Hope. It was good. Another layer. And lots of love going around as we affirmed the life of each one here, giving each other hugs and words of encouragement.
Identity as priests and kings. It's what I'm called to do. Intercession is not need based it's out of love and submission to the Father. Agreement with the heart of Jesus. Who, by the way, is a MAN, seated right now at the right hand of God, inviting us to drink deep from the river of His pleasure and delight (yes, it's a real stream....). Lay aside all other things, friends. It's time to truly know the Man, truly partner with His heart, focus our mind on things above, and have an identity rooted in our daily ministry of being a priest before Him.
More to come soon.
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