The spirit of heaviness was upon me.
This morning the birds sang loud, while my heart sank low. At first, I was unable to see it for what it was – the heaviness. But, as it occupied the dark places in my heart, I wore it like a wet blanket.
Where do you go from this – and how? “Oh that I had wings like a dove! for then would I fly away, and be at rest.” (Psalm 55:6)
Would you hasten your escape if you could? But, what if Jesus IS the escape?
Yeah, the weariness, the heaviness, the fainting – can surely be put off for the mounting UP! And even when courage punches out for the day, we can dare to worship!
“Jesus saith unto them, Fill the waterpots with water. And they filled them up to the brim. And He saith unto them, Draw out now, and bear unto the governor of the feast. And they bare it.” (John2:7-8)
When Jesus turned the water into wine, the miracle was not in the abundance of wine, but that the empty was made full!
The drawing out…
It’s all from the hand of God and it’s the first miracle. Until we are filled to the brim, there will be no reserve within us from which to draw out and give to others.
Heaviness lay upon my breast and I sought breath. When the inhale couldn’t go deep enough and the air was thick as molasses, the lungs of my heart sucked up the air that is Jesus. Like a baby’s first breath, I breathed Him in so deeply and I cried out.
I cried out in worship. And as I did the heaviness lifted off of me and floated away into the abyss.
The song- it slays the evil one, because the song, the lyrics, the crying out in adoration to the only One worthy of it – this worship breaks through the heavy atmosphere like a lightning bolt, causing it to expand and thunder exultingly.
What if we were to take our high weapon of praise and put feet on it? Walking out this praise in our worship of a truly holy God could summon angels on our behalf, move a mountain or two, break through impregnable walls of pride and complacency, heal the body, give wings to the spirit, and cause an unthankful heart to swell up in an elysian gratitude too big for words.
There is no power in hell or in earth that can match the power of the Most High! So, we should bow down, and afterward we should look up with a sense of our nothingness without Him…and we should cry out, because if we hold our peace, “the stones would immediately cry out” (Luke 19:40)!
Troubles will come and Satan will gladly hand deliver them to the door of your world, but know this: NOTHING can separate you from the love of God…nothing. The Creator of everything loves you with a holy love that is beyond the finite mind’s capability to conceive. So, take time to pray with fervency; praise with passion and abandon; worship with reverence; and evict with violence the hissing demons that steal your joy and compress your spirit!
“This is the day which the Lord hath made; we will be glad and rejoice in it.” (Psalm 118:34)