His business ~ the playing field

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God is good! God is good! God is Good!!!

There are not enough words to express my true heart today. How do you elaborate on a love so deep that you barely can comprehend it yourself. That's how much my Father, My Lord, Jesus...loves you and me. I say it everyday as a declaration of truth..."He loves me"....because some days I don't feel that I deserve His love. However, regardless of my feelings, the truth is, He loves me. And yesterday was one of those days that He let me know just how much.

It was the last day of our church-wide 21-day fast. And I was looking forward to it being the end. The official end time was at 6PM and I was so looking forward to it. However, I was concerned because the way my day stacked up, it was looking as if I would not be able to end the fast in the way that I'm used to. Let me explain.

I was taught that when you end a fast it should not be a mad rush for the dinner table, but rather a solemn time of thankfulness and humility before the Lord. I took that instruction to heart. And in my many years of fasting I have always, as much as possible, tried to seal my time of fasting with a time of personal prayer and thanksgiving to Him. Yet, my day was full and I could not see getting that time alone. The dance team had to dance, which meant I  had to be at the church for all three services. Then I had to go home prepare lunch, and dinner, for my family (don't have money to hit the restaurants), and then make it back to church for another service. When was I going to get my personal time of prayer and thanksgiving with Him?

Well, the day went like clock work and by the grace of God I made back to the service. The Lord had been faithful throughout the day: three great services and three spirit-filled dances (proud of Charisma Rain). The evening service was no different. It was a beautiful time in the presence of the Lord. His sweet presence filled the place. It was awesome to watch the Holy Spirit at work, orchestrating the service, bringing such powerful demonstrations of His work in the lives of individuals, the church, and especially the children. To see the children of Christian Life Center praying and speaking over the adults brought me to tears of adoration to a great God...there are just no words (read more about the children and service at http://betweensermons.com). God was definitely moving among us. Yet......I was longing for that alone time with Him ~ unless you have a personal intimate relationship with Him and have spent time alone in His presence, loving on Him, He loving on you....you just wouldn't understand.

The Lord could hear my heart calling out to Him. The worship intensified as the children continue to pray. The presence of the Lord was very tangible. I could feel the Holy Spirit tugging on my heart, and right then the Lord showed me a vision. In this vision, was an ocean. It was huge, as far as the eye could see: very wide and deep. Then I looked again, and could see that this was no ordinary ocean: It was not water, but people. It was if the Father took His hand and placed it on my chin, turned my head and said, "Look Daughter. See the harvest."Then I heard the Lord say to me, "Isn't it about time you be about my Father's business?" My heart broke.  All I could do is weep before Him. The Father continued to speak to my heart while I stood weeping, eventually having to take a seat. He spoke to me concerning some personal issues that I had been wrestling with throughout the fast, challenging me to give it its proper place. He began to show me how the enemy was using, even strategizing, that issue to pull me off course. It didn't matter anymore that I wasn't alone and that there were people all around. At that moment, it was just me and Him. I felt so undone in His presence, yet so loved. 

"...Did you not see and know that it is necessary [as a duty] for Me to be in My Father's house and [occupied] about My Father's business?" Luke 2:49 AMP

It had been the word all day, really. Pastor Chris, my pastor, started with the word on Breakthrough that morning and ended with the evening service with, Breaking through into getting on the playing field. Words cannot began to describe the many parallel confirmations of what the Lord had been speaking to me. I was hearing Him loud and clear. 

My heart continues to cry out to Him even today. It cries for the harvest. It cries for the faithfulness of the Lord to me. It cries because He love you and me. It cries in repentance, turning my heart, again today, totally to Him. It cries because I so deeply, deeply, desire to please Him and a be a vessel of honor in the earth for Him. I desire to be the battle-axe (Jeremiah 51:20), He's called me to be. I desire  to walk out my confession: to love the Lord with all of my heart, mind, soul, and strength. I am honored to be His today. I am honored to be chosen by Him.

My Love Song to HIM! Dorothy C.