I blog about my community, my church a lot. I know this, but my community is instrumental in who I am, what I am becoming and where i am going. To separate me from my community would be extremely difficult, nay, I wouldn’t even want to imagine defining myself outside the context of my community.
Two Wednesday’s ago, we had our Third Wednesday, a night where our church sets the day aside every month to intentionally seek God for the welfare of our city, our church and ourselves. We gather at night to pray for it to be in Fullerton as it is in heaven - for the kingdom to come, for God to speak through the Holy Spirit to His beloved sons and daughters.
In the middle of this night, God spoke to me through the lips of our pastor. It was words I needed to hear and put into my quiver of foci defining, discipline setting, practices.
Freedom is knowing I am where God has asked me to be.
For the first time in since graduation, despite so many unknowns, I know I am exactly where God wants me to be. This season is one where I am confident I have taken the right risks and followed His direction precisely to the place and season He wants me. Now, because of that, I know there are many more risks for me to take - most of them have yet to be defined, yet they will come.
I am free. There is freedom. I will risk. I will wait. I will seek. I am free. To live. To search. To ask. To journey. To grow. Freedom is here. I am where God has asked me to be.
I am free to wage good warfare, because I am where God wants me to be.