Isabella Rae

My Overflow


Seated for a Season

Looking back at the last 9 months of my walk with the Lord I can see His hand so clearly weaving together my story. From heartache to highways His sovereignty has brought me through it all. Leaving the land of familiarity into the wilderness there I went. Following the cloud by day and the fire by night. Nothing but His promise to stand on. A silent whisper calling me 2,300 miles away from home. It turns out he makes waves in the wilderness. After the high of my mountain top came down, there I found myself in the desert. The trinity and I. Only thing was, it was my choice to join into the circle dance, to allow myself to be enveloped in union. 

Constantly clinging to my past, my comforts. I knew I had to let go. But the unfamiliar was scary, it was territory I had never chartered. What choice did I have? To go back? I had already come this far. I had to persevere no matter the cost. So I clung, tightly to His robe. If just one touch of His garment could heal a woman who blead for years, it sure could do the same for my battered heart. 

With little to no understanding I continued to walk, often at a much slower place than I had ever experienced. I was used to running. Hurrying from one thing to the next, always getting ahead of my calling. I thought that’s what was required, to labor without hesitation. 

Little did I know. He was jealous for me. He wanted all of me. Not just my leftovers. He cares more about being with me, than using me. So I sat still, allowed His love to wash over me time and time again. To let His kisses greet me in the darkest times. To witness Him as my Lord. To learn what it means to be His beloved. To place Him in His rightful place as King. Knower of all things. I began to trust in Him. Not in what I am called to do. 

Because let me tell you what I did a lot of, nothing. 

Seated for a season. Seated under His wing, understanding how to abide in His shadow. To truly see His strength on full display. I learned that it’s not about what I do for Him that makes me of higher value. My life has already been paid for, in full. 

My righteousness comes from being. Being still. Knowing that I am as loved by my Father today as the day He called me out of the pit. As the day my mother conceived me, as the day I took my first breath of air. I am as righteous as I’ll ever be, because He is the very breath I breathe.

YAHWEH

Isaiah 40:31 But those who trust in the Lord will find new strength.
    They will soar high on wings like eagles.
They will run and not grow weary.
    They will walk and not faint.



One response to “Seated for a Season”

  1. You are so beautiful Isabella! I can tell how much you have been abiding in the Lord. So proud of you, and so happy to watch you, my sister in Christ, soar with wings like eagles. Love you.

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