for me, it's words.

I have other thoughts, but these are the burning ones.

When the Lord gives you passion for something, He's not joking around. This world ain't no playground. You and I were created with a heavy glory upon us. Beautiful, vibrant, and adventurous, and heavy. This Glory invades your life the minute you accept Christ's proposal of marriage. When you give your life for His, your heart becomes the Holy of Holies, the dwelling place of the Living God.
For too long, we have been ignorant of the importance of our hearts, and quite frankly, if we want to live life the way that we were meant too, we can no longer afford this.

Your heart is a wellspring of life.
He has brought life to our hearts.
We need to learn to live out of them.

What is in your heart?
Wakeboarding, painting, writing, music, running, teaching, dancing?

It is not "what are you good at?" or "what have you learned to do?"

What is in your heart?

For me, it's words.
My heart beats out of my chest every time I get to write, everytime I get to speak in front of people. When I can express what I'm thinking on a blog or in a conversation, or speak truth into someone's life, or give testimony of His Goodness, I feel that Jeremiah 20:9 fire in my bones. And I love it.

This is the one thing that the Lord has encouraged me in over and over again. More times than I can remember, it has been prayed and prophesied over me that my mouth is an instrument in sharing the Lord's glory, and that He likes it when I speak for Him and about Him. Recently, I've also recieved prophesy encouraging me in writing. These things come up in dreams, in visions, and in everyday thoughts.
And everytime the Lord speaks to this desire in my heart, everytime He confirms His approval and encouragement, my heart soars. I grasp onto these confirmations and hold them close. They speak life to me. They tell me that it's okay to want things. That my heart is not stupid or dirty.

I want to speak. I want to write. I am not ashamed anymore.

In all of this, I have been fiercely opposed.
I cannot remember any time that I have spoken in front of anyone that I have not been discouraged in some way before or after and usually both. I write this blog and everytime I post, I am taunted with the idea that it doesn't matter. That my words are stupid and have no bearing.

My motives are attacked.
"You're so full of pride. You think you are so important. You just want attention."

My actions are attacked.
"You're not a writer. Look at them, they can write. You're just a joke." "You can't really speak. You don't even understand what you're talking about. No one agrees with you. You're hurting people. You're saying it wrong, that's not even in the Bible."

And I have made agreements with those lies. I have said in my heart that it must be true. I have told my heart that it is wrong to wish for opportunites to speak to packed crowds, that these desires were selfish. I told my heart that it was prideful for thinking that the things I write could be important and beautiful.

No more.
I broke those agreements.
I'm going after the desires of my heart.
I want the things that Jehovah told me He would give me when I delight in Him. It's time to give Him the chance.

Have you made agreements with the enemy regarding your heart?
Break them.
Ask Jesus what He put in You.
Fight the opposition.
Go after it.