Meeting with the CEO 9.2.2019

Lord, Can You Hear Me Now?

Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
I just want to praise you
You broke the chains now I can lift my hands
And I’m gonna praise you
I’m gonna praise you

Shackles (Praise You) lyrics @ Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc. Erica Atkins-Campbell/Trecina Atkins-Campbell/Warryn Campbell
Photo by Engin Akyurt on Pexels.com

Sunday, September First I sat in my place of worship.  My heart cried out to the Lord.  I ached in my Spirit from the deepest darkest place that no one can see or feel but God and me.  I was like Hannah who laid at the Temple steps and cried out to the Lord to end her barrenness.  Not like Sarah who in desperation of the promise sent Hagar into Abraham. 

I wanted nothing less than what God had promised me.  I didn’t want to settle.  I didn’t want to make a way out of no way.  I didn’t want the bitter roots of; since God is taking so long, I will take care of it myself.  I wanted the pure unadulterated presence and promise of God to manifest in my life.  So, I wait at the temple gates and I pray.

Would the promise be fulfilled?  Would the gift come?  Would my heart be filled with joy?  Would what I have prayed for and longed for come to pass?  I sat in the pew and pondered in my mind as my heart and soul cried out.  Oh, heavenly Father, who can do anything, have I been forgotten? Has my time passed?  Is there no hope for me?  I know it is not an impossible task nor foolish.  Like Hannah, I see the same happiness I desire in the lives of others all around me.  It is possible and even plenteous. 

As I stood to sing praises to my sovereign Lord and King, the Spirit of the Lord descended.  He heard my cry and felt my disparaging internal weeping and despair.  I was waiting and longing and striving to be faithful and please God.  Yet I knew none of those things would guarantee the if, when and where I would receive what my heart longs for more than anything.  Nothing would bring the promise to pass but the loving timing and grace of God. 

In the twinkle of an eye, the Spirit of the Lord encompassed me, filling me to overflow.  Joy unspeakable infused my system and took me to higher heights.  I began to praise and dance before the Lord.  I knew he had heard my cry and he was moving on my behalf.  I was not forgotten and left bereft with the ashy taste of deferred dreams and wishes.  He heard my cry and he cared and sent word he was breaking the shackles that had held me so long.  He was setting me free and opening the doors of heaven to respond to the deepest desires of my heart through him. 

The shackles broke and I danced and danced and danced.  I danced in the Spirit because I danced with my eyes closed.   The Holy Spirit led me down the aisle of the church as if being brought to the altar of submission and deliverance.  Take the shackles off my feet and hands so I can praise you.  I praise you Lord, not in lamentations but in jubilation.  You took the shackles off me feet and hands so I can praise you.  Who the Son sets free is free indeed!

Just as Hannah left the temple knowing she had been heard by God and he moved in her favor.  I left the church house knowing in my heart God has moved in my favor.  I continue down Gratitude Avenue thankful for a God who cares about me and my heartsickness.  I thank God that he is a one who can make a difference and break the shackles in my life and sets me free.  I thank God he loves me unconditionally and knows when the test is over and doesn’t allow me to strive one second longer than needful or necessary.  I thank God he is my lover, friend, provider and most of all deliverance.  I thank God.

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