He's a Good Good Father

Tis the season! The holidays are upon us and for me, it has been a really quiet one. I am enjoying the time to just breathe a little. I know it is the calm before the holiday rush! I was just thinking of my most precious time with God throughout this season of my life. I am really thankful for this year and all it has brought to my life. Something that keeps running through my mind is an experience I had with God recently. On this website, I have one of my favorite scriptures posted.

It is John 16:15

You did not choose me but I chose you and appointed you to bear much fruit.

I went away to a conference out in Colorado and it was during a really rough patch in my walk with God. I think it is okay to admit that there are seasons that we go through that are tough. Usually it is when God is fathering us in a way that is a little uncomfortable. He is disciplining us. I have had his attention in this way for awhile now. Hard bumps in my walk but good ones that I would not trade. The lessons have been greater than the bumps!

At this conference it was a time to reflect and there were quiet times and after each session, there were questions on the the screen just to help you get started in your quiet time with God.

I was not interested in any of those questions. I had just one question for God. I needed an answer from him. I felt like I was at a standstill with him. I needed a specific word.

This is what I asked him. "God, I know it says in your word that I did not choose you but you chose me, but I need to know, why?" Why did you choose me?

I can go to the word of God and tell you that he loves all of us and does not want any of us to perish but my heart was a little torn and tattered from the season I had just walked through and I needed something personal from him. I love that he understands me!

I came home from the conference and I felt pretty unsatisfied. I still had not heard the words I needed to hear personally from God to my hurting heart. I was still trusting him to speak. I was just in a holding cell. Waiting...anticipating, longing...

My friend knew that I attended the conference and she called me one day shortly after I came home. "How was the conference?" she asked. I began to tell her little things that were highlights and good but she could feel that I was less than enthused. She asked why and I told her that I was still waiting and God He was not speaking. I knew it. I was almost mad as I was explaining to my friend what my heart was waiting for. All of the sudden, the words that came out of my mouth were straight from God to my heart. I blurted out the words- Because I am not a father of neglect! Oh Friends! Let me tell you that those were the very words I needed to hear! It is the thing that the enemy comes after me hard about. Neglect is something that the enemy has used with me my whole life. It was my story. God was just showing me that I was hand picked by him and, for him and he is going to take care of me.

He's a good daddy and he knew exactly what I needed to hear!

What are you needing to hear from God's heart to yours? Get desperate! Don't be afraid to ask, and then wait with anticipation friends. He wants to answer.

He will not neglect you! The microphone is on...go for it!