Identity Around The Deeper Level of Knows and Knowns

The blessing of knowing that I am in this world and not a shred of it. Ah yes that is what is called when you are walking and laying on this earth, and everything points to team Kingdom of Heaven.

As my eyes lay hold of the upward call, this reality around me and in me. I know that I am made for something more, something greater. Everything is a witness to it around me. There is nothing like knowing you are a part of this cosmic war and everything that has breath knows you by name. Throughout all the kingdoms I mean really knows who I am even better than people do. It is extraordinary, and I am forever grateful. You all know me all of the Holy Angels and all Hades.

As I sit one in a million you couldn’t miss even if you wanted to, in a world that is not really my home is a gate I am passing through. I drink black coffee in a paper cup in the morning now, yet I am a daughter of the most High God His beloved bride. Everything around me including the ground is crying out to You Jesus calling to You, our maker. Evidently inside our heart I really believe deep down we all really know you. Yet still we blaspheme Your name and confess hatred for You and me. Together we jump.

Who knew the “girl” next door was involved in such an epic bloody love story, and not the one a couple of drunken men and women conjured up. When ordinary starts to fall off and we are called out to step into a greater reality the truth that will not be ignored even if we tried. When purpose births forth in the oddest places in the most peculiar of people. Something so glorious that when I step one step in the natural, I almost lose my breath. The fragility of my humanity chipping away into the glorious immortality that comes with a life well lived for You the King of Glory.

Jesus, I know Paul I know.....but who are you?

Kicking ass for Jesus and taking names. I become less concerned about the state of a world that You govern and enraptured in the Love that heals the sick, resurrects the dead, and stands against the tyranny of Satan. Steadfast. The love that saves my life over and over again and never gets tired of doing so.

I want the word resurrection power to be my new norm not some word I read once and never understood, walking in the full power of Christ.

How I love prayer it is the fountain that brings me to life my everything. I love it like I have never have before, every word grows more meaningful. I speak prayer more than I do English. This everlasting language that gives my life the substance to move forward in the power of your Spirit. Pointing me to the bigger reality I am part of much larger family who speaks the same language understanding me perfectly. Much better answering me.

Now I am just starting to understand what You said when you said to live in the Spirit and walk in the Spirit. When you are a nobody from nowhere but everything knows your name. The beloved of Christ forevermore.

Jesus Christ Forevermore