This weekend has been very heavy but God has been kept my mind, my soul, my body and my Spirit. I wanted to be sure that I mentioned how heavy this weekend is because I want to make sure to portray that my family emergency isn't the reason I am feeling the way I'm feeling. It's Jesus! It's all Him! He is the reason for my worship. He is the reason for my tears.
I woke up this morning to my auntie moving around the house getting ready to go to Sunrise Service. We were set to leave at 5:30am but didn't head out until about 6am. When we entered the church house, it took me back to when I would go to this same church with my grandma, brother, cousins and aunties'. It always feels that way. The praise team set the atmosphere. Worship was in the air and I so needed that because of everything I was going through.
As the pastor got up to speak, it was already evident that God had a word and His presence was definitely there. He began to speak about all that Jesus had done and went on to the cross. While he was preaching (a good word at that), he mentioned about Jesus raising Lazarus from the dead and paralleling it to us individually; it was then God began to speak a revelation to me.
Abba, began to show me that whenever you go through a resurrection it's always a lonely place. When something/someone is actually dead and placed in a tomb no one else is buried with it or you. It is You, Yourself, By Yourself. It's a lonely grave for the dead things in our lives and sometimes we feel like we are in a grave by ourselves.
As I mentioned beforehand, I have never spent time away from my family on Resurrection day. Even though I was feeling some type of way about it; God had something special in store for me. He let me know that sometimes, when you need to be resurrected, He has to get you by yourself, alone. I love my family and I like the church we attend but it was wonderful getting back to my roots. I hadn't felt resurrected in quite some time. It's been such a dry spell for me. I've endured a lot and didn't know how to get back up though I tried it all. Although I had people around me who loved me, in some instances, I still felt alone. I didn't understand my relationship with the Christ, the Anointed One.The grave is a dark place, cold, hollow, deep, scary and most of all lonesome. Where is the comfort in the grave? Where is the love? Where is the understanding? We have to know that all of that is there in spite of what's going on around us. I had really been down...for a long time. I'd been searching for the One they called Jesus to come a save me from all that I was going through. Today, I ran into Him and talked with Him as He healed my mind, my heart. He met me at the same "tomb" Lazarus was buried in and called me forth. I couldn't stop crying. I couldn't stop worshiping. I couldn't stop lifting up my hands in awe of Him. It wasn't what I was going through that had me in tears. It was the gratefulness of the resurrection in me. He loves me enough to call me out of that dark place. Now I can walk around in
total victory in Christ Jesus.
I hear the Spirit of the Lord saying right now, "Don't worry about the grave you're in because Jesus is coming to RESURRECT you. He's going to call you forth and you shall walk around others with the victory as proof Jesus is real and He is powerful enough to call you from the grave."
Our God is Awesome! Our God is Great! There is no one like Him! None on this earth! Give Him praise and yell Hallelujah!
Blessed be the name of our Lord and Savior in the highest! Have a beautiful resurrection!
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