There has been a stirring in my soul lately that continues to surface, so I guess that means it’s time to write – – –

Calling has become an over-churched word, and I almost hesitate to refer to this feeling as such, but it is the only language I have to explain this. Because it indeed is a calling, a loud cry, that the Lord has placed in me.

I feel a weightiness for those who do not understand their identity. I believe that the Lord has given me a taste of this burden for His people since I have personally experienced the feeling of needing to strive because I haven’t always recognized my worth. Now there is this growing fire inside me to champion people on their journey to discovering the fullness of who they are in Christ. When I get to take what I am discovering in the Secret Place and use it to encourage, graciously admonish, affirm and ultimately simply love people, I feel the most alive. Through creative things, words from Holy Spirit, letters, leading worship, or simply just listening and feeling with someone, I’m starting feel as though my purpose is being fulfilled right in front of me. I just recognized this a few weeks ago, that the world’s view of calling puts so much emphasis on a specific career path or field. And this is true for some people, our world needs pastors, doctors and missionaries who love Jesus and do their work for His glory. But I am starting to see that I don’t think that’s how things are going to play out for me. There are so many spheres I’ve already been exposed to and involved with, and I expect that isn’t going to stop. But no matter where I am during different seasons of life, whether in a corporate business office, on the stage at church, writing cards in my room, or (hopefully) one day as a wife and momma, I believe there will be a drive in me see the true identity in the children of God and call it out of them.

Of course, I must acknowledge that we are all called in a sense to the same thing, the Great Commission outlined in the book of Matthew was not directed only to the eleven that were there to receive it. No, it was to every disciple on this side of the cross who would choose to walk in the way of Jesus. We are command to go to all the nations and make disciples, and under any personal calling this truth should be found.

Even though I have felt so seen and known as Jesus continues to reveal to me my purpose in the Kingdom, I really truly want to get to a place that even if no one else sees, hears, or is impacted by anything I say or do, I am fully content ministering to the heart of God. I’ve seen glimpses of it, His heart, and the more I seek of it, the more I fall in love. Just this last week there has been such a deep knowing in my heart that there is nowhere I would rather pour myself out than at the feet of Jesus. To be so close to His face that I can’t help but hold His gaze and hear the things He whispers to me. I so desperately want this to be my legacy, that I loved Jesus well and rested in the love He so graciously bestowed upon me. That my children and grandchildren would remember me as a woman who feared the Lord and gave to Him all that she had.

If this is not the cry of our hearts, to minister to Jesus, then what is life worth living? In every circumstance, past our emotional states and feelings, regardless of what is going on in our world – friends, if this is not the cry of our hearts, we need to start asking why. And then contend for it to be our deepest desire. I do not care if you are nine or ninety years old, there is still time to press in to the more of God that is waiting before you. We were made to love the Father, to be captivated by Him, to be transformed and renewed by His Son, and to be used as vessels for the Kingdom to come on Earth as it is in Heaven.

Grace be with you.
xoxo, Rach

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