“I will make them strong in the Lord, and they shall walk in His Name,” declares the Lord. Zechariah 10:12
I believed; therefore I received Christ Jesus as my Lord and Savior. The time was … 1993, July 17th to be exact. A beautiful time in my life.
At that time, my roots were planted in the One Who can grow me into the flower He so desires. Since then, I walk with He Who walks with me.
He builds me up. He takes the time to continually build, edify, love me. (How can I so easily tear myself down without even knowing what I have done? He is growing my roots deeper into Him that I will deny self and quit breaking those roots away from Him.)
He establishes me in faith, in trust, in Him. (How can I mistrust, doubt, walk in fear when He is so near?)
I am instructed in much and one lesson taught again and again is to give gratitude, to overflowing, abounding. (How can I walk with Him and not be thankful for all He is and does for me? How can I be ungrateful? How?)
In Him, I have my time. Learning to walk slowly with the One to Whom I owe my all, to contemplate simply the lessons of His love for me, to receive His Words into my heart, in His time, in His will. He teaches me of the Father.
How can I not walk with Him in His time, in His Holy Place, in His peace, in His joy? I surely can. My time is in His hands, His time.
Father, I walk. I listen. I desire to be consistent as I walk and as I listen. Guide me and hold me as You teach me Your Truth. May I slow down and wait for You. May I rush forward to keep up with You. I pray that I would always be mold-able. May I know that Jesus is with me on the road. I pray I know the burning heart in me and realize that Jesus was right with me. I don’t want to miss the moment. Hold me in Your moments, Father. Hold me, slow me, calm me, keep me. I want to walk with You always in Your moments. Surely, I do not want to miss any time in Your Presence, LORD. Amen.