Tag Archive | obedience

One Day At A Time

Lately I’ve been thinking about Abraham.  I’ve been told I need to have the faith of Abraham.  A few years ago I studied the scriptures and received great revelation on how God was working in my life.  He was moving in a similar manner in the way He had moved with Abraham.

For so much of this journey I counted it an honor to be chosen.  I felt elated at the thought that I could capture the Father’s eye and then His heart.  That thought still touches me.

But reality is it is a journey, and journeys were never created to be completed overnight.  Instead they stretch out in the distance…

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I am stretched out in the distance.  I am stretched and stretched and stretched and my belly feels flattened and emptied out.  I find myself going in circles around similar obstacles in times past and I’m shocked that the same obstacles that are in my present were also present in my past.

A woman in my fellowship was interceding for me.  She was interceding and warring when I had given up.  I had given in.  And I was so touched to know the Father was thinking of me, even when I had turned my back on Him.  When I had turned my back on myself.

Today I am trying to get back to myself.  I know the other path leads to destruction and that is my primary motivator.  It took 25 years for Abraham to receive the promise.  And how did he make that 25 year stint?  One day at a time.

Weekend☺️

SHALOM

 

More Than A Conqueror

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This weekend has been full as they normally are.  I met with my brothers who I share tender memories with of hitting the streets with the gospel when we were young and full of zeal.  The only female surrounded by guys, I was just as bold and fearless.  Those were fond days with night long fellowship, bible studies and witnessing.  Now 15 years later (where does the time go?) we rivaled our times of fellowship, choosing to leave after 5 hours of conversation.

Some things never change.

It is an answered prayer that I have prayed for godly men to be once again on the scene.  There was a season (a very long season) where I had to let them all go.  I had to detox.

Some of the most powerful spiritual fasts I have been on have indeed been from men.  

I struggled like a feen needing a fix, but Jesus strengthened me through the withdrawals. Somehow, some way, He kept me from (another) toxic relationship that would destroy my self esteem and thwart my purpose.

I asked my brothers, “How have I changed these 15 years?” and they responded, “You love God more”.  I was shocked.  How could I love Him more when I feel so far away from Him?  When I no longer have that zeal?  Those exciting, “Yes Lord’s!” that I kept giving in my 20s.  And even early 30s.  How could that be?  It wasn’t until the next day when I pondered more on their response that I heard God’s answer: “You have demonstrated greater sacrifice now than you did as a new believer.  True love is sacrifice“.  

True love is sacrifice.  We see that on the cross.  Christ demonstrated His love for us by submitting Himself to horrible torture and unimaginable pain.

I have not resisted unto bloodshed.

But I have given my all.  Over and over again.  And He has rewarded me diligently.

There is a woman in scripture who only had 2 mites.  It wasn’t a lot in her day.  It didn’t compare to the big givers in her local synagogue but her giving astounded Christ because she had given her all.

I spoke with a dear friend on the phone yesterday.  We talked for 3 hours.  We began a friendship—a sisterhood, at the age of 14 not having any idea we would have more than a friendship; we would have a covenant.  Christ did revolutionary things in our lives so even when we were not in contact we were still transforming into two souls who would shake the kingdom.

She said “Nicole, you’re an overcomer”.  I needed those words.  I needed to remember all that I had overcome.  The fact that I am going back to the beginning, giving up my independence, facing memories that once threatened to be the death of me has stretched me further than I ever wanted to be stretched.

“Only an overcomer could go back”, she said.  She’s right.  I now have authority in what I overcame.  I now have authority in that territory, in those relationships, in my family.

It has been a rocky road.  This has been a rocky season.

But the transformation is magnificent.

And the manifestation of my transformation is still being revealed.

After my morning run…


SHALOM

Living Without The Reward


This year has been full of blessings.  A great roommate (shout out to Lianna), our cute little cat Benny and a host of social activities with lovely people who feel more like family then friends.  I admit I am spoiled with favor from the body of Christ.  So much of my journey has been walking closely with like-minded people who serve as friends, pastors, mentors, etc…  It is rare that I have felt alone.

I think God is specific in the gifts that He gives us.  I think it has to do with our calling and purpose and identity.  Those are exciting words right?  There were so many great men and women in the Bible with exciting callings.  But every time I read those stories I see that what makes them great is what they overcame.

I keep thinking about Sarah and Abraham.  Three years ago Holy Spirit hit me hard with a word regarding their story.  He showed me that my journey in waiting would be similar.  Surrounded by love and strengthened with His intimacy, I was encouraged.

That was three years ago.

It takes a unique person to wait on the Lord.  I mean really wait on the Lord.  Scripture makes it clear, when you wait on the Father, it is not by your own strength;  it is by His.

I remember asking Him why He had us wait, to which He responded, “So that I will get the glory”.  When things happen according to the “culture’s” time frame then its easy to say that man made it happen.  The world will say that there was no supernatural force or outside component aiding in the events.  But when Abraham and Sarah got pregnant at 90 and 100 years old respectively, who got the glory?

God.

This couple was blessed in the end like so many men and women of the faith.  God made it worth their sacrifice.  But before the reward came, there were many days the reward was not there.  There were many times of doubt and fear and loneliness, hope deferred and faithlessness.  These things happen while waiting.  It is in this in between state I find myself in.

Many of my friends do too.

The Word says that God is our reward.  I realize that Word was much easier to believe when I actually experienced His love and intimacy.  I can look around and see many kinds of rewards in my life.  Many areas of reaping.

But I feel more like Hannah these days:

1 Samuel 8: Her husband Elkanah said, “Oh, Hannah, why are you crying? Why aren’t you eating? And why are you so upset? Am I not of more worth to you than ten sons?”

Hannah had a husband who loved her and favored her over his other wife.  She was a blessed woman but she desired a child and her husband did not meet that desire.  He was never meant to.  God put that desire in her for a specific purpose; to bring her closer to Him and to lead the children of Israel.

I do not know what my future holds.  I only know my past.  My past is full of met desires and amazing gifts and God’s faithfulness (in my life and the ones I love).  And I understand that even if He never did another thing He has already done too much.

But there is a place for living without the reward.  There is a place for grieving the sacrifice of “Lord, not my will but yours be done”.

And that is the place I find myself in.

SHALOM

The Reward

Thursday morning while driving to work I thought about the many times I have laid down my life in the area of relationships.  The many times I said “no” because Christ said “no”.  I had a speaking engagement that night where I would share my story about how I was so badly hurt by a break up that I would not have made it through if Christ had not manifested His power and love.  And though I appreciate that manifestation, I had no idea the level of surrender and sacrifice that would be on the other side of that event. 

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It is now nearly 12 years later since I first decided to surrender my most prized possession.  And in that time frame I can honestly say I have been immensely blessed.  But that morning in the car all I felt was the pain from the surrender and it seemed never ending.  Then all of a sudden I was in tears while driving and I heard my own voice crying out to a God I haven’t felt in over a year.  I cried out to Him in that familiar way I used to when I did feel Him and I knew He was near.  

“Where is the reward?!” I asked.  I screamed.  You see all I saw was the relentless pruning and dying to self and sacrifice.  The days that stretched out ahead mirrored the ones that were behind and I was leaning on my coping mechanisms to “make it”.  But as soon as I cried out the answer came:  “Fruit must come after the pruning”.  It wasn’t the manifestation of His presence and voice that I had experienced for most of my spiritual journey but it was a knowing.  “It is a natural law”, He said.  And I knew that He was showing me that He orchestrated the times and seasons in such a way that when there is pruning there must be fruit.  As the poet Lauren Hill said, “After winter must come spring”.

With this knowledge I suddenly knew that my mindset had been incorrect.  In attempting to “endure” I was missing a very important truth: God would bring the reward after the cost had been paid.  That same day I listened to a minister’s sermon who confirmed what I was hearing.  “God loves to reward His children for making the right choice” He said.  Instantly I was reminded of a key point in my life where I had chosen to yield and obey.  My pastor at the time said that God was going to reward my obedience in my career.  Within weeks that word came to pass.  I was surprised that God would give me a reward for doing what I was supposed to do.  But He did and I was overwhelmed with His blessings.

Then on Sunday at fellowship the prophetic flowed sweetly in a way it hadn’t in a while.  I knew as I saw the members coming in that He was going to speak that way through one particular woman.  And speak He did.  “Nicole, God has seen your faithfulness.  He has seen the many times you wanted to leave.  He has seen the sacrifices and the obedience.  He is going to reward you this day.”  I was in awe as the words flowed over me.  SO many words of confirmation.  Things I had spoken out loud myself.  Things I had just shared with a friend that morning.  Revelation and understanding in such a dry season.  I was encouraged to say the least.

As if that were not enough the very next day I listened to my favorite minister who has spoken into my life unknowingly the past few years.  “We are entering a season of reward, “ he said.  “God is distributing gifts through his angels to the faithful”.  I was elated.  And when I looked at the date of the message, it was from the day before.  That Sunday, the same day I had received that word at fellowship.  God had given me this word 3 times in 1 week.  And the way He went about it meant the most to me because first He spoke it to my spirit.  In a season I have felt He has not been speaking, this showed me that He has been and that I do hear Him.  “He is fine tuning your hearing” the woman at fellowship said and I knew that that is why this last year has been so difficult because He is speaking in the still small voice.

I want to extend this word to you.  If you have been waiting and faithful and sacrificing.  If you have given your all and then given your all again and then given your all again.  If you have felt gutted out and emptied and depleted for the sake of the Christ and His kingdom.  I want to let you know that He sees you.  

He rewards those who diligently seek Him.  

Prepare to receive your reward.

John‬ ‭15:2‬ ‭NKJV‬‬ 

“Every branch in Me that does not bear fruit He takes away; and every branch that bears fruit He prunes, that it may bear more fruit.”

‭‭Galatians‬ ‭6:9‬ ‭NKJV ‭‭

“And let us not grow weary while doing good, for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart.”

If you’d like to check out some tips on being single on V day check out this video!


To hear more about the reward click here!


And here’s a pic of how I spent this weekend😊


SHALOM

Jesus Started With Twelve


Last night I had my second speaking engagement and it went so well!  The whole process of me receiving this opportunity was so unexpected that I can’t help but see God’s hand in it.  While I was unemployed last year I worked filing individual tax returns during the tax season.  One day a client came in to sign off on his paperwork.  He was not my client but my coworker’s client, however because my coworker was unavailable I handled the sign off.  Although this should have been a simple task, things did not run so smoothly.  There were a few errors that needed fixing and I had to speak with management to correct them.  This caused a few trips to the back room, getting on the phone with management and working feverishly to fix the issue.  I was so worried the client would think I was the cause of the error and that I was unprofessional.  Instead he was laid back and very pleasant.  He made small talk and asked me what I did professionally in the off season.  Well, since I was unemployed I didn’t want to mention that aspect of my life so instead I said off handedly, “Oh, I’m a local author”, to which his eyes lit up!  Turns out he was a higher up at a local library and they featured local authors in the library!  He asked for my book but I had just sold out at my first speaking engagement (thank You Lord).  Instead I took his card and agreed to contact his assistant.  Fast forward one year later and I found myself walking into a library that has my picture in the lobby on an easel along with 3 other stellar individuals, a shelf with a row of my book so that readers could “check it out” and a podium and mic set up on stage.  Oh yea and a parking spot that said “Reserved for speaker”.  “Wow!” I thought.  “Where is God taking us?!”  (I was referring to both myself and my mom who was faithfully by my side.)  Mom had mentioned she was praying for the event and hoped for a large crowd.  While we definitely had a good group, it was not the large crowd she desired.  I know to her and others there were just a few individuals present but to my eyes the room was full.  It was full of His glory, His purpose and maybe even a few angels.


Last night I met a guest who shared some personal challenges he was having in this season.  I knew that even if no one else showed up, I was there for him.  The evening was such a blessing as I got to share my testimony of the pain I faced and how God met me in that pain.  I then shared on what I’ve been learning in becoming a healthy single and looking for a healthy dating relationship.  I was so encouraged and inspired by this open door that I sailed home that night on a cloud and woke up this morning with a smile😊.


4 years ago I started this little blog not knowing it would eventually lead to me becoming a published author.  Now a business is developing and income is being received.  Speaking engagements are being booked and skype calls are being made and I am just trying to keep up.  It truly is exceedingly abundantly more than I could have thought of.  So even if there are just a few present, those few matter to God.  I firmly believe that if we are faithful over a few He will make us rulers over much.  He will give the increase.  All we have to do is be faithful and keep moving forward.  Even Christ Himself practiced this protocol.  Because He was faithful with just 12 the gospel has now spread to most of the world over thousands of years.

And He only lived until the age of 33.

Imagine what He could do through you in your lifetime!

SHALOM

When Life Looks Different

Can I be honest with you?  Because I’d like to.  It is my hope that this little blog brings hope and causes people to grow closer to God, but it is also my hope that I am transparent.

When I was 19 years old something or rather, Someone got a hold of me.  I was taught about God at a very young age and feel that I had a relationship with Him.  Back then it was like God and I were in the same house but He was in the attic and I was in the basement.  He was around (somewhere) and I had access to Him but there was still distance.  And then something happened.  I was away at school and dealing with depression, only I didn’t know I was depressed.  A faculty member actually told me I was.  That same faculty member told me to join a gospel choir.  I didn’t know it but God was speaking through him.  In many ways I think that faculty member saved my life.  At the very least he introduced me to life.  Singing in the gospel choir ignited something in me and it was the perfect outlet for two very great passions I had: God and music.  And then something else happened.  Someone in the choir announced a weekly Bible Study they were having.  I went and my life was never the same.  After that God and I were no longer separated by walls and floors. We were standing in the same room, Face to face, talking, like you would a close friend.

And then we were lovers.

And I couldn’t get enough of His love.

Anything He asked me to do I would because He had my heart.  I was passionate and zealous and quite verbal about my experience and He put people in my life who shared that passion.  We were on fire.  That fire lasted and did not go out.  Not even through the darkest of storms.  And there were storms.  There were times the enemy tried to “gut me out” I believe were the prophet’s words.  There were times the unthinkable happened over and over again.  But still, He kept me standing, and used the hard things to be a testimony.


Life looks different now then I thought it would as that young, zealous, passionate teenager.  I’m a planner so I had my life planned out a few different ways.  I was going to marry the man who broke my heart.  Then I was going to be a missionary and spread the gospel all over the world.  Then I was going to climb the corporate ladder and make my way to the top of a Fortune 500 company.  But all of those plans failed.  Instead His purpose prevailed.

Proverbs 19:21

His purpose consisted of several seasons of unemployment, several years of downtime and walking out nearly 12 years of singleness after declining several marriage proposals.  His plan included becoming a local author and publishing 2 books, obtaining an MBA in Accounting and simultaneously growing as a business woman and writer.

I realize now as I near the big 3-4 I cannot control my life.  I can make choices and I can lay down my choice for His but I do not have control.  A  long time ago I chose His way, His will, b/c I had seen something I couldn’t resist.

I had seen Love.

Love in its finest fashion.  And that love caused me to count it all dung.

I am still counting.

Most days it is a painful counting in this season of waiting but I can’t help but think about those early days and have hope that eventually the reward, whether it be earthly or heavenly, will come.

If you haven’t yet checked out my youtube channel you may be interested in the latest video “Trading Your Dream for God’s”.


AND if you’re in the area…don’t miss this!!! 

SHALOM