God still baffles me by waking me up at unusual times and allowing my mind to float all around until I come to the very place he ordains. It is 3:15. I am woke. i Am woke. i am Woke. Physically I'm rubbing the few tears that escaped while yawning out of my eyes. Spirituality I'm trying to let the admonishment of Proverbs sink (yes, at 3am). And emotionally I am still drinking from the cup of last week's events. Donald Trump is my president and I am woke. Oh and did I mention, my daughter decided pre-dawn somersaults were a thing. Yeah, she has made nonstop moving a third trimester trend. So as she rolls around in my stomach, I am most assuredly woke. All of this: my 3 AM wake up call, the yawning and subsequent tears, Trump, the baby's acrobatics and most importantly the Word have spun me around into a figurative vertigo. Vertigo, which I had the pleasure of experiencing because of the wonder of pregnancy, is like being put on a merry go round both unannounced and involuntary. I did not intend to be woke. I did not volunteer for God to tap me on the shoulder but now that I'm up I do have a prayer. And because I don't believe prayers are coincidental, I must believe that my 3AM experience was all for the purpose of this prayer. I will also take this time to implore you, when you are awaken and don't know why, maybe God is trying to tell you something. Let the randomness of prayer in God sustain you. Let the 3 AM prayers maintain your faith in God. First, Lord thank you for a sound mind and the activity of my unborn's limbs. Thank you for allowing me to rest in your loving arms bright and early this morning. I thank you that in the darkness before dawn I can depend on your faithfulness to bring about the light of day. I wait for you, with the more trust than waiting on the sun. Jesus prepare me. Make me ready for the task of your will in me. Gather me for the glory of your son, Jesus Christ. And send me towards the mobilization of your desires here on Earth. When my eyes get heavy with the desire to slumber, wake me up and spin me in my purpose so furiously that I change directions in motivation. Let your presence be known in me and through me. Cast down every high thing that exalts itself against you, against the You in me and against the You in my destiny. Everything is a mere mist before your majesty. Your blood is the only truth in a sea of myths. It is the only real sound in a sea of dissonance. This morning, I tune into you and out of the noise that would make a 3 AM wake up call anything other than time with you. Hallelujah to the God that gifted me for his purpose. Praise be to the King who formed me in His own image. Glory to the God who changed my life.
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I spent many New Year's Day contemplating the actions of my next 364 days alive. Some of those resolutions were met. Others were forgotten, but I never gave up the opportunity to level up during this season. And neither should you. There is this new tradition of bashing the ambitious; shaming the hopeful. Sprinkled in between resolutions and declarations are the collection of those who don't believe change is coming.
To the cynic trolls on the internet: never drown someone's hope. Whether those of us who awaken bright and bushy tail on 1/1 accomplish our newness or not, the sheer attempt is courageous. The fact is, our attempts to do more, be better, live fuller line up with the most hopeful principle of the Christian walk. 2 Corinthians 5:17 says, “Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.” Through Christ I am new, not just on the first day of the year; EVERYDAY. To the hopeful ones: keep writing dreams for the newer you. Take every opportunity you get to put down the former you and pick up a better version. I challenge myself this way multiple times a year. I reassess myself, cast down my shortcomings and embrace my nuances over and over. The result of this rigorous process, my never ending ambition to be a better Siren, is that I close every year knowing that the me that needed to be changed was strong enough to admit it. What I find the most intriguing about the desire to stay the same and shame those who don't want to is that it isn't realistic. No one wants to be the same forever. All of us as kids had some thought of who we wanted to be "when we got older." There is no age that those ambitions stop for people like me. We stare at age 60 and still declare what our future will hold. The drive to keep growing never subsides. And if you are wondering why, I can only give my own reasoning. There is a scripture in John that convicted me when I first got saved. I honestly liked the life I was living even though I knew it was wrong. This verse made becoming someone new much more real. “Those who love their life in this world will lose it. Those who care nothing for their life in this world will keep it for eternity.” John 12:25 NLT helped me realize that all the portions of my personality and day to day routine were too important to me. I started getting attached to portions of a Siren God never intended me to be. In those corners of attachment all kindsof demons lurked; depression, addiction, failure. In the light of the opportunity for me to be new, all those attachments were forced to be lifted, all that was hidden beneath them had to be dealt with. Although I have way different things to deal with nowadays, lifting the veil on the attachments I have of my former self is always just as relieving as before. This year I will work to #harnessthegenius! God has given me a great gift for creative writing that I have yet to really push out. I intend to harness my marketing genius to make this blog and a few other projects go to the next level. I will also harness the baby genius that God is blessing me with in April. And I plan to do it all while supporting the dreamers; those who hope 2017 brings change in their life. This is page one. How are you starting the story? |
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