By Jenneth Graser —
An excerpt from her devotional, Catching the Light
Read Isaiah 42:14, John 3:6, Romans 8:24-25
At certain times in our life, we become aware of the fact that God is preparing to release us into a new season. It feels as though we have come to the moment of birth. God placed a seed of this season in us a while ago; it has been growing for quite some time and now we feel he is about to bring it forth. We can imagine how Mary must have felt, keeping what she was told inside her heart, believing what was promised. The experience she had of meeting Elizabeth when they were both pregnant, released a burst of prophetic praise out of her that revealed the great anticipation she must have felt housing the King of kings in her womb. The preparation for these new seasons is like incubating the life of Jesus in us for a whole new expression and time of his coming in our lives. We become the place of growth as we wait in anticipation for all the good things he has prepared in advance for us. “That is why waiting does not diminish us, any more than waiting diminishes a pregnant mother. We are enlarged in the waiting. We, of course, don’t see what is enlarging us. But the longer we wait, the larger we become, and the more joyful our expectancy.” (Romans 8:24-25 The Message). It is during these times that we hold onto the life-giving words of Jesus. As we meditate on his promises and inheritance, we become enlarged in the waiting and become more and more ready for the time of “birth”. And when we find ourselves launched out into new things, we continue to rely completely on him and contemplate the wonders of what he has done in our hearts. “Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart.” (Luke 2:19).
Thank you Lord, that I am enlarged through the times of waiting for your purposes to be born through me. I will treasure the dreams and visions you give as a sign of what is to come and ponder them with you. I know when the time comes for this season to be born, that nothing can hold it back!
Ready or not, here I come
On the updraft of a dream
Joel paints the picture for you
Visions, all for men and women
Young and old, and it’s coming.
I crescendo off the embankment
Of birth readiness
A waterslide rush headlong
Into new things, new times
New seasons, everything new.
I am the woman of birth readiness
I hold the dreams of my internal child.
Surely “Christ in me” takes on a whole
New meaning; ready or not
Here I come.
I imagine the Christ child living in me
Christ the Man, the Resurrected King
All as much part of me
As I am of him.
I hold up my hands like wings,
Heaven’s basin is my resting place.
All of my prayers resonate with the sound
Of voices, forming incense, now rising
To the ears, voice, nose of the one who loves me so.