The Soil of My Heart

Today was the wonderful return of “Mad Mamma Monday.” Christmas break came to an end and my children made their return to school this morning. I noticed that the break caused a true shift in driving madness for sure. This morning it was a mystery how 4-way stops operate. At each one, which I go through three of them, everyone suddenly forgot how the law applies. I survived! This “mad mamma” just turned up her Jesus music and gangsta-grooved her way through the streets of A-town and back safely to her wood-heated living room. Word to my Father! Amen.

My worship time was started with yesterday’s morning worship from Bethel Church in Redding, CA. I enjoy so much getting to watch ibethel.tv and worship with their wonderful church through the web. If you need great TV programming, just register for Bethel TV and watch their programs. You’ll soon be forgetting all about the silly TV. We began streaming our computers through our TVs and I have enjoyed this because I can cut out ole nasty TV and soak into what God has to offer me through technology. Anyways…. I was at the end of an awesome worship session when prayer at the end came and a man led everyone to pray for the soil of their hearts to receive the seeds God is going to plant. This really began to marinate in me and became a great time to listen and meditate with God on this.

The new year has come and this means reading the Bible all the way through again this year. So I’m back in Genesis and in the garden with God. At the front of my thoughts sits the splendor of how God could speak and whatever He speaks, comes to pass. Everything He spoke to be, IS. His words are powerful. His creation is real. We are His. He created us, molded us and He breathed life into us. Man was especially special. He didn’t speak us into being, He put His breath in us. He wanted us not only to be made in His image but to be filled with His spirit. The garden was made for us to dwell in. He gave us every plant and every tree to eat from. The trees bear fruit and seed. There is a river that runs through the garden and there is light that shines upon it.

My heart is a garden. My inner woman is a deep, secret garden where God wants me to dwell and walk with Him. He wanted me to see this amazing soil He has prepared in me this past year. It has been toiled, turned, tilled and compost was added. There are no icky thorns or weeds. The best part is the compost. He takes all the leftovers and junk I had and made it into something beautiful and rich! Once it was stinking up the house and now it’s in the soil ready to feed the seeds that are coming. It’s taken a lot of hard work and trials but the soil of my heart is ready for the next step- planting time!

I am ready to receive the seeds that God has selected for my garden. He knows just what my inner woman needs and doesn’t need. He knows what my soil can produce and what would only wither, die or take over. He knows what seeds will beautifully grow together and compliment each other over time. He knows just where to place them and at what time they need to be placed. He knows the amount of water, sun, fertilizer and tending they will each need. I just have to receive it all! He has given me the tools, the guidance, the resources and joy to garden.

I take delight in receiving the seeds from my Father and what He wants me to birth this year. His beautiful spirit runs inside me and flows out. It is the river and the holy water that will clench the thirsts of the garden. The river of joy flows out of me!

I’ve been given the Word of God to always stand upon and it has the “Ultimate Guide to My Garden” inside and in every word. I will embrace, meditate on and confess the words inside. The Word and tools He has provided allow me to dig into the richness of my God and all the goodness He has for me. I can discover the path of His plans for me in ministry and I will know how to stand and defend my garden from the enemy. I will get to see the fruit and seeds develop over time. I will always be amazed, never anxious, always ready in every season. I will walk with Him in my secret garden.

The Holy Spirit will be my guide, my protector and my teacher. He will fight off the enemy when I let Him, He will protect every bit of my garden and flow through it, filling it with such beauty and aroma. Flow Spirit, flow! Fill me Spirit, fill me! The enemy has no place here, Satan cannot even steal a breath from me. He cannot blow even a seed of doubt into my garden, for it will be stopped and burned from existence before it can land in my soil.

My time of worship and meditating on the word will be the fertilizer needed. It will show me the seasons and pour out the nutrients needed to grow a supernatural garden, that can only be grounded and rooted in love! It can grow at supernatural speeds and strength. Even the fruit can be supernatural, bigger and tastier… full of more seeds than imaginable. The possibilities of this garden are endless with my God. There is no limit to the love of my God. There is no end to His goodness and blessings.

Above me there is the most beautiful and amazing light of the world! Jesus, the Son of God, shines down on me. I long only to see His face and feel His warm and tender embrace. We can dance in this garden together, never growing weary or tired of time together. I will ache to be with Him every moment of my life and will pray for His return. There is no life without Him, my savior, my friend! I am nothing without Him. He is my one thing. Oh Lord bless me and bless this garden-- my inner woman. I love you!

I stand amazed in this garden. The seeds are pouring down from my Father’s hands and heart. Even seeds drop from His eyes. He sees me for how He created me and sends me seeds that will even allow me to see with His eyes and seeds that will allow me to feel as He feels. His goodness is in every thought and moment I give Him. I will receive only the words of life and only speak the words of life He gives me. I will reject the darkness and all that comes from it. I am a child of the light and I will shine in every corner of this world. I toss aside my shoes and dig my bare feet into this holy soil of my heart. I am ready to dig into the depths of His goodness today and everyday to come.