Sitting At The Feet Of Jesus

All week I have been trying to figure out what to write about and kept coming up short. I never want these blogs, or anything else I do, to be out of my own ability and flesh. I asked The Lord countless times if I was even supposed to write this week and He kept saying yes. So here I am trying to be faithful, when all I really want to do is just put this off until next week. I've prayed that God will somehow get glory from the words that shall go forth on this page. I don't know what He is trying to teach me right now, but I do know that obedience is better than sacrifice. With all that being said this blog will probably end up being different than any other blog that I have written, so just bear with me.

I couldn't have been happier that today was Friday! This week has been interesting to say the least. I just felt a little "off" and it was hard to find the desire to do things I know I should do. I found myself Sunday night and Monday morning in tears, crying out to God, and those who know me know that I hardly ever cry. I just felt so overwhelmed that all I could do was sit and ask God for His presence. You see last week I stepped out on faith and told a few of the people around me of a plan that God had laid on my heart, earlier this year. I didn't even want to say anything but I clearly heard The Holy Spirit whisper "nations are counting on your obedience." I had created a multitude of scenarios in my head, of how people would perceive what I had to say, and of course none of them were correct. Things seemed to go well and I felt at complete peace, more than I actually have felt in a super long time. Everything seemed great and I was on cloud nine, but by Sunday I found myself doubting, fearful, and confused. I started getting all of these questions from people, that I didn't know how to answer because I am literally trusting God to guide me. I can only speak and share what He has shown me; I can't make up His plans. Well that led to me feeling super overwhelmed because I wanted to provide answers, but couldn't. I tend to overthink situations and am one of those people that likes to always have a plan, so this season is really forcing me to turn to God. I literally have to take it step by step, one moment at a time.

Sunday night -I called one of my prayer partners and after I told her everything, she prayed for me and I felt a sense of peace begin to settle back over me.

Monday morning- I found myself, sitting at the feet of Jesus and His peace just completely washed over me. I didn't even want further instructions I just wanted His presence, which I know brings peace. That night I went to a prayer meeting and just literally prayed for His presence.

Tuesday morning- I found myself sitting at the feet of Jesus (are you beginning to see the pattern?). Again I just sought His presence. All I wanted to do was sit and soak it all in. When I finally got up to go to work, I could feel a bit of strength returning to me.

Wednesday morning- I found myself sitting at the feet of Jesus. All I prayed for was His presence and peace. That night I went to another prayer meeting and I felt The Lord trying to speak to me but I didn't feel ready to hear what He had to say.

Thursday morning- I found myself sitting at the feet of Jesus, but this day was different. Before I even fully woke up I heard The Holy Spirit say "Come To Me." So I did and I was so glad. It was the first day all week that I felt full of joy and hope. The Lord really begin to show me a great deal about my situation and the future plans that He has for me. I had been running from His voice all week because I was allowing fear to hold me back from fully trusting and stepping out on faith. I wanted His presence but that was it; I didn't want to act, just sit. I knew that if He gave me instructions that I would have to obey immediately. I wanted to put His plans on hold for a second, but He said that I had to keep moving forward. That I couldn't let what I don't know, keep me from acting on what I do know.

This morning (Friday)- I found myself siting at the feet of Jesus and I can honestly say that I felt courageous, strong, joyful, and at peace. The Lord's presence seemed to accompany me throughout the whole day, even tonight when I thought I had wrecked the back of my car.

There were a lot of ups and downs this week, that I won't go into detail about, but through it all I am glad that I was able to remain at peace. This was only possible because I kept running back to sit at the feet of Jesus. There is no other explanation, but God!

I know that my journey is mine for a reason and that God has built me to endure this season. I am sure that God has a plan for me and is not going to steer me wrong. I hear His voice and will keep sitting at His feet, throughout this entire process, and for the rest of my life. At His feet, I am humbled, I find peace, I find joy, I find instruction, I find love, I find safety, I find refuge, I find rest, I find deliverance, I find acceptance, I find direction, I find healing, I find purpose, I find strength, I find courage, I find wisdom, I find correction, I find discipline, I find understanding, I find hope, and I find myself. I have to be intentional about sitting at His feet and create a space for me to have an experience with Him. It may mean less time on social media or no television, but that is all vain in comparison to spending time with Him. I am learning that The Lord truly fights my battles and all I have to do is stand and keep seeking Him. No matter what people say or don't say, God is always in my corner, and the same goes for you!

I want to encourage you to continue to keep sitting at the feet of Jesus, no matter if life is going great or you are going through a hard season. Jesus will ALWAYS be the answer. He loves you and is with you, in every season of life. So run to and fight for your time with Him!

Until next time,

Cierra

 xoxo

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