I am coming to y’all tonight as a broken girl who desperately desires to see God move. I didn’t plan on writing a blog post tonight, but when the Spirit moves, you just follow. You just do.
I’m at this point in my life where I feel like I am just barely surviving. And I’ve been asking myself, “Is this all that life has to offer? Surely this can’t be it?”
With the hustle and bustle of life and the busy season that I am currently in, it’s hard to make time for Jesus. It’s hard to set aside a time and place to get quiet and just seek The Lord.
So, as my anxiety levels rise and my heart breaks more and more tonight, I decided to grab my Bible, notebook, and a Bible Study that I’ve done once before a few months back. I opened the Bible Study, called Flourish by Life Lived Beautifully, and I read the introduction letter. I could barely make it through reading it as tears welled up in my eyes and the words on the page completely wrecked my heart.
It said, “We were made for more than simply surviving in Christ. We were made to flourish in Him.” As I read those two sentences my heart dropped, knowing full well that I was created for much more than mere survival. I was made by the Creator of the universe to flourish.
Then, I started to think about all of the other women that are probably feeling the same way I am… Are you lacking the fullness that Jesus offers? Are you feeling like you are just barely surviving? Are you craving something more? Something different? I know what you are looking for, because I am looking for Him too. Can I do something a little different tonight? Can I pray over you, sweet sister? Okay, good.
I come to you tonight with a broken heart and a broken spirit. We long so badly to live a full and flourishing life, but sometimes we fail to realize that you are the answer to that longing. Take the weeded areas of our lives and let your Spirit come and move mightily. Prune people or things out of our lives that had no room in our hearts in the first place. Help us to embrace the tilling of the soil in our hearts because it’s going to hurt and it’s going to be uncomfortable, but it’s necessary. Plant seeds of truth in our hearts so that You will be magnified above all else.
Jesus, I lift up my sister who is struggling to move on from past hurt and heartache. Give her strength to move forward and flourish in Your Mighty Name. Jesus, I lift up my sister who is barely making ends meet. Give her a peace that surpasses all understanding and let her know that You are Jehovah Jireh, the God who provides. Jesus, I lift up my sister who feels unworthy. Let her know that she is so much more than enough because she is Your Daughter; she is Royalty. Let her know that You are pursuing her with a love that surpasses any that a boy could ever give her, an everlasting love. Let her know that she is perfect, only in the sense that a Perfect God lovingly created her. Jesus, I lift up my sister who feels like life is not worth living anymore. Give her hope and draw her near to You. I beg You to show her that she is so loved, that she is wanted, that she is worthy because You saw it fit to selflessly die in her place. Jesus, I lift up my sisters tonight. I desperately want them to know You, but even beyond that, I want them to flourish in You.
Thank you, Jesus. Thank You for pursuing us when we don’t feel worthy to be pursued. Thank you for loving us when we feel like we aren’t lovable. Thank you for the abundant life that you offer, I just pray that we have eyes to see it and chase after it.
You are a good good Father and we are SO loved by You. Help us to not merely survive, but flourish in You. Help us to strive to be women who produce fruit that long outlasts our short-lived life here on earth. Let this be imprinted on our hearts tonight and forever, Lord.
Amen & Amen
“The righteous flourish like a palm tree, and grow like a cedar in Lebanon. They are planted in the house of the Lord; They flourish in the courts of our God. They still bear fruit in old age; they are ever full of sap and green, to declare that the Lord is upright; He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in Him.”
– Psalm 92:12-15
Love your sister,