Cooking

I had my time in Samburu. It was super fun and relaxing although there wasn't so much time for reflection and planning. There was almost always a team program that we had to participate in and I must honestly say that they were fun.
It would have been great to have more time to focus on God or to allow God better time with me. I still have the feeling that there is so much that He wants to load into my spirit. I am determined to hear Him and I know He is even more determined to speak. My spirit is on high alert, but so is my carnal nature which wars to muffle the sound of divine direction.

I feel like the food in the cooking pot. There is heat underneath and there is progress. I am cooking and getting closer to being ready to be served, or rather, to serve. If I leave the pot when I am not ready or if the fire is not enough then I won't be good enough to be served. I must stay in the pot and allow the fire to cook. Meanwhile, there are some things that will be added onto me to make me taste better. There is a cover over me, to keep me from impurities and to help me cook better. So much to learn and to plan for the year.

I trust God for those plans He has laid in my spirit. I am eagerly awaiting the fulfilment of certain promises to me that as yet remain unfulfiled. God is faithful enough to fulfil all He has promised. Now I hope I can be patient enough to await that fulfilment. My resolutions this year are pretty different. I didn't pray for stuff, I just asked God for two things: His presence and His direction. It is, perhaps, the greatest human tragedy to live life devoid of the presence of God. No amounts and nothing else can come close to satisfying the human longing for the presence of God. It is a form of spiritual torture in itself. I desire that He comes along in my actions and ministry and that as I learn to let Him control me, then He will eventually take complete control over my life.
Let's see what 2011 holds. Walk with me Daddy, Amos 3:3