Beloved, I know you have heard the word timing so many times before and it can seem cliché or just another way to say, “It just isn’t happening and it may not.” Timing is a place prone to doubt and unbelief or a place of rest and expectant hope. It all depends on how it is viewed. Timing is like a field which rests in-between the promise and the victory. It can be one of two things, a mine field or a green pasture laced with still waters. Timing as a a mine field it is littered with and full of explosives aimed at maiming or killing the one daring to run through it without respecting the need navigate with skill, care and patience. When one runs, the ability to see ahead or in the peripheral is greatly diminished; thereby creating an environment not conducive to victory but instead prone to deception, self-fulfillment and fear. All these lies and more are used to abort the purpose and the person if at all possible. Timing as a green pasture laced with still waters, is a place of protection within the Good Shepherd’s fold where one is able to rest in the sovereign goodness and mercy of My heart while I do as I have promised. It is a place to rest and eat at My banqueting table…to hear the instructions of My heart as you abide in Me. In doing this, any explosives are dismantled or obverted through careful instruction as I go before you to destroy your enemies. This is how you feast at My table in the presence of your enemies. It is all in the timing…the taking time to eat in My presence and receive. It is here in this field of timing where I direct you…anoint you…protect you and surround you with goodness and mercy. Timing can be what you want it to be…a place of frustration or a place of rest. Cry to Me and I hear you. Ask for wisdom and I give it. Be still and listen. Be still and lean into Me regardless of the wicked man …regardless of the unwillingness or the inability of another to do as they have said or treat you as I would treat you. My yoke is easy. My burden is light. It creates a place of rest among the ticking of the clock. Therefore, let your roots go deep into the streams I provide in the fields of timing in your life. Take advantage of every drop of water given along the way knowing another will be provided just as you need it in order to go on to the other side. Every time you stop to drink…every time you stop to abide, the roots of your tree go deeper and deeper until you produce the fruit born of waiting and not growing weary. Fruit produced this way does not rot on the vine nor does it fail to produce the intended results for it will be sheltered by leaves that do not fade or wither. Beloved, all things are and will come to maturity in their own time when you rest in My timing. Remember, one day is as a thousand years and a thousand years as a day. Don’t be worried or concerned about somehow not fulfilling things in a certain amount of time. I have the ability to transform years into minutes and once the fruit is in full display you will forget the labor even as a mother does when the baby is born. All is forgotten in the midst of new life as jubilant shouts and tears of joy rule the day. Forsake seeing and running through My timing as a mine field and embrace a time of rest in green pasture laced with still waters and you will be like a tree with fruit for every season and leaves that do not wither or fade. Forsake unforgiveness of others who have left you with promises not kept…forsake doubt, unbelief, self-ridicule, fear and you will prosper in all you do. Come and rest in My timing and all will be well…Excerpt Journals of the Heart
Posted on: Mon, 29 Jul 2013 12:55:06 +0000
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