Together.


It’s true, no man is an island. Man was designed for intimacy, for family, for fellowship, for community, for partnership. Part of man’s original design has been laid out since Day 1 when God said, “It is not good for man to be alone..”. 

Although, this is of a context quite different from where I’m actually aiming at,yet the same truth is still written all over it. This proverb shares the same thought as well: “If want to go quickly, go alone. If you want to go far, go together.” 

Few weeks ago(January 15-21), Ignite Internship 2.0 happened and I still can’t seem to wrap my mind around the whole thing and how it again moved me to realign myself to what truly matters. This batch is definitely different from the last considering their backgrounds but all the same, I have realized that there has been a release in the acceleration of having this unrelenting pursuit in glorifying Jesus in every tongue and tribe. There is an urgency for another baptism of love all across the earth that would be significantly necessary in bringing back home the lost children of the Father.

Once again, I have been captivated by the goodness of Abba. This goodness– displayed in the lives of His children– experienced by them, manifested through them which awakens love in the hearts, thus a desire increases for a deeper knowing of who He is.

We had 18 interns who signed up and all of them, in their own expression of love towards Jesus, desired for a deeper revelation of this Beautiful Man and His longing to come back for a Bride that is ready and fully devoted to Him. It was one full week of realigning our hearts towards His, learning of His excellencies, and of course, sharing life with one another, walking as one despite our differences.


In our differences we find that each of us has been endowed with unique potentials and giftings and each plays a part in what the Father is doing across the nation and the nations of the earth, released and articulated in different expressions. Sharing life together is indeed a beautiful journey of what family is all about and what the Father had in mind in the beginning. 

Throughout the one week of learning and gleaning from each other, I once again recognized what has been happening in front of me. It seems that the Bride is truly in the midst of Her great awakening– an awakening of this deep yearning for Her Bridegroom, willing and unreserved to walk in unity among the brethren, and a growing understanding that She is destined to partner with Him in releasing His justice on the earth. 
But the greatest of these to which my eyes have been consistently looking at and encountering is the hunger and pursuit of a daily encounter of the Father’s love. As we position ourselves as sons and daughters, we journey into going deep in this primary calling that we have. The Father will never deny a request from His children to be filled with His love. This love then is all the more deep seated within our spirits and the only way is out. It will always overflow. When we are filled to overflowing, we can’t and we don’t want to keep it for ourselves alone. Love will always express itself. We receive and drink of this love from above and we release it to the people around us– to our own families, work places, communities and wherever He has assigned us to be for a season. It will always be vertical before it becomes horizontal. Because the truth remains– we can never give what we don’t have. 


Reflecting, my heart can only articulate in part, and comprehend in part. I guess that’s the beauty of the process each of us are in– there is always more. And the more comes only when we want it to come; only when we ask for it. When we have begun to experience glimpses of His love and the reality of what He can accomplish in partnership with us, we can never stay stagnant. How can one remain the same when he or she has encountered a love so strong that it removes anything that hinders it? 
I saw with my own eyes, how the Father moved and encountered hearts during the internship week but it is yet another opening to a new beginning for these devoted ones. I saw lives being marked again with an eternal vision. I saw willing hearts that would go against the flow and only pursue what is necessary in this dark hour of history. I saw laid down lovers desiring to fix their gaze on Him, and looking into those eyes of fire.
And having looked, a response was birthed out– to express this desire from the heart of the Father to bring the lost children home, and to be His voice, hands and feet; partnering with His Spirit to bring Heaven to earth and preparing the way for the return of the Desire of All Nations.
“It’s a heart that is willing to respond before He speaks that attracts Him to speak. It’s a willing heart to obey that attracts revelation.”- Bill Johnson

 

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Meet Me In Galilee


Just a few days ago a “revival” happened in my heart when His grace met me. Undeniably, I was encountered by Him.

 I think that whenever such encounters happen, let it be that we won’t and will never take it lightly. Everytime we are gripped by His Word, when we are met by Him at our lowest moments, when we hear Him speak in the midst of the internal chaos in our spirits, may we have the tenacity to embrace it with all that we are– every whisper, every word, every download. 
And for all eternity, this stands true: Man shall not live by bread alone but by every single Word that comes out of the mouth of God (Matthew 4:4). Now, when we hear from others of their testimonies or of their encounters, visitations or even just simple revelations of His love, we realize that it’s a totally different thing when we experience it for ourselves. And when such revelations are received on a personal level and embraced to a certain depth that only we can tell of, we will never be the same. We carry on with the journey with hearts expanded and having a greater understanding of His love and commitment over us.
There were a few heart-pumping encouragements that stood out from the many things He laid on my heart. As I was meditating on the account of the Resurrection, the truths that the Word presented confronted my heart and shed light on the areas that seemingly needed a revival. 

“But Mary stood outside the tomb, crying. As she was crying, she bent down and looked inside the tomb. She saw two angels dressed in white, sitting where Jesus’ body had been, one at the head and one at the feet. They asked her, “Woman, why are you crying?” She answered, “They have taken away my Lord, and I don’t know where they have put him.” When Mary said this, she turned around and saw Jesus standing there, but she did not know it was Jesus. Jesus asked her, “Woman, why are you crying? Whom are you looking for?” Thinking he was the gardener, she said to him, “Did you take him away, sir? Tell me where you put him, and I will get him.” Jesus said to her, “Mary.” Mary turned toward Jesus and said in the Hebrew language, “Rabboni.” (This means “Teacher.”) Jesus said to her, “Don’t hold on to me, because I have not yet gone up to the Father. But go to my brothers and tell them, ‘I am going back to my Father and your Father, to my God and your God.’ ” Mary Magdalene went and said to the followers, “I saw the Lord!” And she told them what Jesus had said to her.”‭‭| John‬ ‭20:11-18‬ ‭NCV‬‬

I felt that the question that Jesus and the angel asked Mary was the same question the Holy Spirit asked me: “Woman, why are you crying?” In the midst of the chaos, confusion, brokenness, internal rants, and questions, His words flooded over me and released peace in my spirit like never before. “Whom are you looking for?” It’s like He was reminding me that I was staying the tomb for too long, lingering, and allowing my thoughts to focus on things that will only leave me weaker than I could imagine. I realized that I have been empowering the liar every time I entertain accusations hurled at me. 
I have proven this to be true: when the accuser whisper lies to you and when you partner with that or come into agreement, you put to death the things that’s supposed to come alive in you.

When I heard Him speak,  I was strengthened in spirit to stop agreeing with the accusations.  

Stop agreeing with the accuser. And when you do, you stunt him and prevent him from setting the agenda. Never allow the enemy to set the agenda. 

He said, “Don’t be afraid. I know you’re looking for Jesus the Nazarene, the One they nailed on the cross. He’s been raised up; he’s here no longer. You can see for yourselves that the place is empty. Now—on your way. Tell his disciples and Peter that he is going on ahead of you to Galilee. You’ll see him there, exactly as he said.””‭‭| Mark‬ ‭16:1-7‬ ‭MSG‬‬

This is my hope, the hope of my calling and the core of my “why”: that He is coming back in full glory, marry His Bride, and He will reign together with us, for all eternity. It will be glorious day. A Day of Appearing it will be; a Day of Unveiling, and a Day of resurrection once more. We will be revealed for who we really are, in fullness,and the Son of Man glorified completely. All eyes will behold this Beautiful Man who outshines the sun; grace, justice and truth written all over Him, and His Kingdom will know no end. Immortality will become a reality, and nearness with Him, something we can then fully grasp and breathe in. 


He has gone ahead of me, I will meet Him in Galilee. I will meet Him on that Day. This is my hope. Where I am now, I seek to daily walk out the adventure. It may not be always easy but my confidence lies in knowing that He is my reward, my hope of glory. What a joy to know that He chose me first. In immersing myself in the unshakeable truth that He lives outside of time, I realized that He had all the authority and by His nature, chose me before the foundations of the world. He chose me first. 

He knew that somewhere between October and November of 2016, this beloved of His would choose Him again. So,He chose her first. He loved her first. In processing this truth, I am undone. It humbles my heart so much, and at the same time it has revived the areas of my heart that have almost lost its spark. Indeed, resurrection power always seeks for dead things to revive. 

My hands I have put in the plow, and there is no turning back now. He has affirmed me that He will stand His ground, hold my hand and partner with me til’ He receives the reward of His suffering. His leadership is flawless; His commitment is perfect.

And in all His glory, and indescribable beauty, He calls me His friend. Goodness. My heart can literally now explode and He will still piece them all together and make it whole. He has once again, won me over. 

“For those God foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the image of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brothers and sisters. And those he predestined, he also called; those he called, he also justified; those he justified, he also glorified.”‭‭| Romans‬ ‭8:29-30‬ ‭NIV‬‬

““This is my command: Love each other as I have loved you. The greatest love a person can show is to die for his friends. You are my friends if you do what I command you. I no longer call you servants, because a servant does not know what his master is doing.But I call you friends, because I have made known to you everything I heard from my Father. You did not choose me; I chose you. And I gave you this work: to go and produce fruit, fruit that will last. Then the Father will give you anything you ask for in my name.”‭‭| John‬ ‭15:12-16‬ ‭NCV‬‬


It’s a heart that is willing to respond before He speaks that attracts Him to speak. It’s a willing heart to obey that attracts revelation.- Bill Johnson


Hometown Musings

Being in my hometown for a few weeks have once again sparked love in my heart, and rekindled beautiful things in my spirit. Even for the short window of time that I got to spend with my family, friends and creative comrades, I have drunk of stories that can both bless and challenge; heard of journeys that have already made history in Heaven and have made memories with my hometown greats. I have again soaked myself in the affectionate embrace of the community that gave birth to me, and which has contributed entirely to how I was prepared, molded, and set-up by the Lord to where I am now and who I have become. Undeniably, I have walked alongside amazing (“Amazing” is definitely an understatement) people that have made an impact in my life in different ways and expressions.


 My meetings with people that I have spent time with while I was home, I believe, were divinely orchestrated by Abba. He knows what I needed to hear for this season– and not necessarily what I wanted to hear. It seemed as if my time in Iloilo were altogether refreshing and righteously provoking, reminding me that I am where He needs me to be in this hour. Truth is, I have received more than I ever gave away. And this I have experienced in tangible ways. This has always been the case– that I actually receive more than I have ever given away. Only that, I don’t always see it in this light. What a humbling time it was just listening in, learning and gleaning from these awesome ones.




 

I declare life over you, City of Love, despite some negative stigmas society has been throwing at you lately. You are definitely at your prime and you remain beautiful.


My heart yearns all the more for incense to constantly rise from hearts there that are fully devoted to the Son of Man. I still believe to this day that my city is living up to its name– The City of Love.

With regards to the things that I needed to hear, the Lord actually reminded me again of my call as a forerunner; being a voice in this hour, preparing the way for His return. 
Interestingly, I caught up with a good friend there, and he started telling me about how he is strongly convicted to bear witness for Him– this, being his heart vision. And how the life of John the Baptist has significantly marked him. I was suddenly reminded of the revelations that He dropped on my spirit when I was in Penang for the Burn Internship early this year. And of course, what had made an impact to me mostly centered on John the Baptist’s life and calling. Jesus affirmed him as being the greatest man ever born of a woman despite him not doing any miracles, or having that “stadium” platform, for that matter. He was a voice in the wilderness; what he preached caused hearts to burn and turn back to the Father. 

He never danced to the beat of the world. He went against the flow. He fulfilled his calling by going low and by decreasing when it was time for the Son of Man to begin His ministry. He pointed the Bride to the Bridegroom. He was satisfied and fulfilled just hearing His Bridegroom’s voice. He fulfilled his calling because Jesus fulfilled His own calling. 

I was again struck by this revelation and it did something to my heart the second time around. Gripped I was that I made a resolve in my heart to simply embrace where He is leading me now, and to offer my extravagant obedience. My spirit yearns to be constantly willing– having no regard for cost. I know it’s easier said than done but He promises that His grace is more than enough. It will always be a process, and sometimes I get bombarded with thoughts that distract me from my One Thing; worries that cause my heart to shake, questions that make me think of possibilities not aligned to His will. Yet in all these, He remains faithful to me. He whispers words of love to me tenderly and assures me that everything will be okay. He is saying that He is a God who finishes what He has begun. His leadership is perfect and He is committed to me more than I will ever be to Him. 
One reality that also hit me when I went home was that not everyone fully understands what I do; even moreso, why I do what I do. There are kindred hearts that have actually affirmed me of my assignment for this season, and hearing them say that they believe in what I do really blesses my heart so much. It’s a huge shot of encouragement and inspiration altogether. However, the former is an undeniable reality that I have to face– not everyone fully understands. And upon much contemplation, (And coffee, yes, definitely, a lot of coffee fixes) I realized that maybe those that verbalize their adverse opinions about the path I took may one day understand, or maybe not ever. But there will be a Day, wherein wisdom will be justified. And on that Day, everyone will behold Him and every existing question will be cancelled. Upon looking at His face, every eye will see, and every heart will understand why He is worthy. On that Day, He will be most glorified. That Day will surely come. I live for that Day; for the Day of His appearing.

 Listening to the journeys of my good friends back home has caused me to look at my own life and has pushed me to recalibrate my priorities. They have gained my respect because I see in them the tenacity to run after what His heart beats for. The world may not know them, but surely they have made history in Heaven, and in the heart of the Son of Man. People, we will be shocked who will be in the frontlines on the Day of His appearing. It will be those that we do not even know; those that are nameless and faceless but have journeyed on and have faithfully obeyed Him no matter what. It will be those that keep choosing Him despite the many options the world may throw at them. It could be an 82-year old missionary faithfully serving the poorest of the poor in Africa, or a student in Northern Iraq who has found joy and peace in ministering to His heart in the midst of the tumultuous war raging on. We will be truly shocked on that Day. 

My desire is to remain in the hiddenness, as I daily pursue His heart. He remains my very Great Reward.
For now, I want my heart to be fully aligned to the current assignment. In seeing the vision He has given me slowly unfold, I am daily being steadied by His love and His Word. He keeps telling me that my obedience is significant, and I believe that with all that I am.


Coming home to you, Iloilo, refreshed me and made me appreciate everything about my background, my family, how I was raised, the people that have journeyed with me throughout my life; the communities I have been a part of, my creative comrades, my life friends, everything just came together, pieces slowly coming together.

Til’ we meet again, City of Love.



The crowds are seducing, but it’s in the wilderness where the bush burns.” – Samuel Whitefield

“”I saw in the night visions, and behold, with the clouds of heaven there came one like a Son of Man, and he came to the Ancient of Days and was presented before him. And to him was given dominion and glory and a kingdom, that all peoples, nations, and languages should serve him; his dominion is an everlasting dominion, which shall not pass away, and his kingdom one that shall not be destroyed. ” | Daniel‬ ‭7:13-14‬ ‭ESV‬‬

Never Stop Learning, Never Stop Loving.


I don’t want to put this out as an obligatory write-up, but rather considering it as a privilege to be a testimony of His faithfulness and love over my life. And definitely, a well deserved post to read for those that have journeyed with me in this side of eternity. 

This steady love of His has empowered me time and time again and has kept me grounded in times when life’s realities have snatched joy away from me. This love keeps reminding me that I am no longer an orphan and that I have a Good Father that constantly looks out for me, wants the best for me and delights in me, even in my weaknesses. This love has been a solid anchor and a shield in times of trouble. I am blessed beyond words– and if words are my only platform to articulate, then let every word I write be as gold in the hands of the One who has lavished me with His love for the past twenty-nine years.

This month has been significant in so many ways. One obvious reason, of course, I just turned 29. To be honest, I am quite stoked to turn 30. No joke. I have heard testimonies from friends that something shifted in their spirits when they turned 30. Yet til’ then, I will patiently look forward to what the next year will bring about. I do not want my expectations to get the best of me, but rather, I will choose to make every moment count, and take things one day at a time. Every new season is a journey, an adventure, a process that must be savored, and celebrated; where we all learn and unlearn things, and discover truths that will ground us for the next seasons ahead. 

Last year, it was my first time celebrating my birthday in Vigan City, and this year, it was a conscious decision to celebrate it there again. I am, in all truthfulness, mindblown by how they put in so much effort in making my birthday worth remembering. 

On the day of my birthday, I went to the beach, since I felt it has been ages since I haven’t been there. At this point, I am exaggerating, but you get the picture. Watching the waves and swimming against it, feeling the heat of the sun on my skin, the sand on my toes, already made my heart happy. Little did I know, Abba still had aces under His sleeve to show.


My Vigan HOP family and church family there loved on me so well– They made sure to spend time with me on the day of my birthday, blessed me, encouraged me, prayed for me. And on the day after my birthday, they pampered me with a mani-pedi fix, even prepared a heavenly lunch (Yes, it was heaven one earth for me– I have the best Roomie in the whole galaxy– ask me about her.) with all my favorite food on the table. (Clue: It’s eggplant, people, eggplant. And tofu. But mostly eggplant. Feed me with eggplant– in any form of cooking you can think of, and I will love you forever. Also, my roomie fixed up the best mousaka ever! // Somebody needs to send me a photo of that mousaka, holla!). They have conspired with Abba in making me feel valued and loved on my special day. I am more than grateful. My love tank was definitely filled! 


My heart is consumed with the beautiful truth that because Daddy God knows me inside out, He really placed people in my life to constantly call out the gold in me, to speak life and encourage me as well as speaking the truth in love so that I may know which areas I need to grow in. He is so good! 

I remember, on the day of my birthday, the Holy Spirit dropped a message through a dream; and it was something that impacted my heart so much, that even upon waking up, I was still overwhelmed by the weight of the truth it bore. With His permission, let me tell you what the dream was:

I was somewhat in an international service with my brother in a foreign country. There was this Hispanic pastor in the pulpit speaking. He was telling us how one day, he picked up His Bible and the passage on point was about lukewarmness. He then started to say something about the subject, but that I couldn’t remember anymore. The one who stood in front next was an Indian woman, probably in her mid-40s. She was then talking about lukewarmness too. She said, “Let me tell you what being lukewarm really means.. Being lukewarm is about you not being about God.” 
I was so arrested with what I heard, that I caught myself turning to my brother telling him, “Bam! What a Word!” And then the woman preacher went on saying,referring to the Bride of Christ, “If you are lukewarm but claim to believe and say you’re united, then I’d rather not believe or be united at all.”

I woke up having this holy conviction in my spirit, and I just began praying, “I want to be all about you God.”  I do not want to be in a place wherein my focus gets shaken and my vision, tainted. Or worse, claim bragging rights for things I did not fully accomplish on my own. Realistically speaking, I really don’t have anything to brag about except for His work in me and His constant love that never fails. I am nothing without Him, and I pray that my life would always speak of true abiding, acknowledging that He loves to partner with weak and broken people. It is through gazing into His eyes of fire that can sustain the fire on the altar of my heart.

 This revelation created such a desire in me to live my life pursuing Him in all His beauty and worth and partnering with Him in preparing the way for His return. It was also beyond a personal reminder, it was a call to intercede for the Bride in this hour. As She makes herself ready for the return of her Bridegroom King, may She constantly exude a passion and a desire for His beauty and excellencies, being all about Him and staying faithful til’ the Day of His appearing. She is called to shine forth her light,not just merely reflect. And She must become the standard the world is longing to see. She is His hands and feet to a world that needs a Savior; to a world that hungers for authentic love. 

In turning 29, my heart is still being humbled by His faithfulness and goodness. He has been gentle with me all these years, and gently waiting for patience to have its perfect work in me. He has been the Best Friend that has heard every rant I have released, every complaint I have uttered, every dream I have treasured, moments I have internally screen-captured, knows every pent-up emotion before I even begin to articulate them in ways I only know how; has deciphered every opinion I have of different people and has reminded me always to see them in His lens. He knows my thoughts before I ever tweet them, has read every letter I have ever written, and has read everything in between the lines; He has witnessed every attempt I have made to express my gratitude and love for people and have constantly reminded me to love myself too, and yes, rest. It’s crazy how He sees, and hears, and understands, and knows me, and yet continues to love me still, despite everything. I just have no words for the love He has violently poured out over me. 

Throughout this journey, I have realized that I am in the process of learning how to love deeply without conditions and that I will have to celebrate this as much as I am enjoying receiving love in return. He has opened my eyes to see that I can be secure and be at peace at all times because I have made a conscious decision to make Him an anchor for my soul. He has steadied my heart for the past years, especially in times when I felt discouraged, and lonely. And this season, I still choose to take cover under the shadow of His wings, and it is my joy to fully trust His heart for me. 

In quiet confidence, I can say that I have made it this far, but yet, another season unfolds and another adventure is about to begin.

Currently, I am back in my hometown for a short rest, and an intended time for me to spend with family and catch up with friends too. This, I have to write about soon. 


Sharing with you one of my favorite hometown delicacy- the famous Batchoy. But this one though, is the only kind I order– Sotanghon Batchoy. 😍

Surely, the Lord has divinely and intentionally set things up for me while I’m here.

“Ready your heart, Ji, for you will not refrain from giving much, nor caring much, nor loving much. You were wired for this; you breathe for this. This is what makes you come alive.”



May we find it in ourselves to never stop learning, and never stop loving. And may we always be all about Him! 

Thank you for celebrating His faithfulness with me this season! My love and gratitude goes out to all of you.

Til’ every island sings,

Jian 🌊

I Didn’t Forget This One

I know I just had to write about this one. And so my apologies, since this is quite a late write up; but definitely, it’s worth the words, my friends. The beautiful things the Spirit of God is doing in the midst of a people that have humbly responded to His call to go and partner with Him is always worth telling about. And I have seen that in the lives of the students and leaders that I met back Agoo, La Union.

When you see hunger being met, it does something significant to your heart– whether it be questions answered, peace being received, a desire fulfilled. I love being a witness to what the Lord is doing in this hour, here in Vigan City, all across Ilocos Sur and in the different parts of this region. Co-laboring with Jesus is indeed a journey and I am enjoying the process as I daily lean and learn from Him.

Last July 21-22, I had the awesome privilege of being invited to be one of the speakers in a Student Missionary Training under the Chi Alpha Philippines ministry, organized and facilitated by Grace Christian Assembly in Agoo, La Union. 

I was tasked to share about the importance of pursuing His presence and was led to focus on the primary significance of abiding in Him, gleaning from John 15. Fruitfulness will come as you cling on to the True Vine. As such, fruitfulness is an outflow, a result, a visible manifestation of your inward life.

The Word of God and our pursuit for nearness will position us to change our external reality. So let me just put it upfront; the truth and the hard hitting reality that needs to be reckoned with is this: The world needs to see Jesus. The world needs to encounter Him, and experience His love. Hence, if your intimacy is not translated into tangible ways of loving people and making the Father and His love known, then there is a disparity between your inward life and your outward life.

Love has to look like something. 


I love how they value equipping and championing the hearts of these young ones, empowering them and journeying with them in pursuing a common vision of seeing their campuses transformed for Jesus.

The Lord is raising up and preparing a generation that would love courageously; to be salt and light in this dark age.

We are not just called to reflect His light, we are called to SHINE.

It was definitely a humbling experience, and an encouraging one altogether. Apart from that, Daddy God knows me so well and made sure I ticked off one of the things in my bucket list– cliff dive at Tangadan Falls. That, fam, is simply a bonus, considering this privilege that He has presented me with.


 It was worth it! All my gratitude and respect goes to the community there in Agoo–Shine on! Keep burning, fearless ones,and continue to set a platform for Jesus to be known.

ONE: An Adventure Has Begun

I quietly celebrated my one year of being here in Vigan City last August 15th, over a cup of coffee and a well-deserved swimming session alone (Apparently, I had the whole pool to myself 🤗).

So,in commemoration of this milestone, I wrote a compressed newsletter featuring the significant things that had transpired this past year.

My heart is eternally grateful to all of you who have walked with me, and will continue to journey with me in the next leg of this adventure!

Here’s the link: https://spark.adobe.com/page/g3nvEdKKcOAX8/

Love and Gratitude,

Jian🌊

A Much Needed Introspection


1 As a deer pants for flowing streams, so pants my soul for you, O God. 

2 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God? | Psalm 42:1-2 Esv

For the past few weeks, the Lord has been stirring up a holy dissatisfaction in my spirit and I believe that He is up to something. There’s this deep cry inside for more. Surely, there is more. There is this hunger in the depths of my spirit for fulfillment, and reality and knowing. This restlessness inside is something that one might find hard to articulate, but all I know is– it has to be met. And I will do everything to respond to this invitation. So, I did. I dialed down outward influences that might distract me from getting my eyes fixed on Him. 

Upon responding, I felt my spirit expand and open up to His downloads. Yes, there are still questions. Oh the many questions, and the many what ifs. And yes, sometimes confusion still sets in. Yet, in all these, I have discovered an adventure in this pursuit. As a Good Father and Friend, He will show Himself strong and He will speak when you lean closely to listen. And when I ask myself why I am doing this in the first place, I know it’s only because I want more. I want more of Him. True enough, there are some things I am believing Him for. There are prayers yet to be answered and promises yet to be fulfilled. He keeps reminding me that my hope is anchored on Him alone. I hope for the fulfillment, as He stirs up faith in me, here in the now. But even moreso, I hope and am expectant for what He will do in my heart all throughout this journey.

The reality is, all of us have things we are praying for; things we need, things we want; things we are believing Him for. It may be something you have just begun to ask or it could be something you have been contending for years already. Know this: He responds not just to the need, but to the faith that we have in Him. And I found myself asking this: Do I have the faith that endures? Do I have the endurance not to waver in unbelief even if I don’t see anything happening yet? 

These are some things I am ruminating on as I continue with this journey of deepening. God has been marking my heart to trust Him completely with a faith that endures. Also, there is so much freedom in choosing to set aside lesser things. I challenge you as well, that if you find yourself in a position where you feel the need to respond to His invitation to go deep, go for it. Respond with a quiet “yes” to the invitation. I believe that as you begin to do it, slowly, your focus will be realigned; and in doing so, your heart gets infused with vibrancy and love that can only be drawn from the True Vine, the Giver of Life and the Finisher of our faith who is Jesus.

The Holy Spirit has taught me to have no Plan Bs. No more contingency plans; but this I have to journey through. Learning to depend on Him completely will always be a process. Thus, I will be learning from Him every step of the way.His invitation, His plan, His will– this is Plan A. And I desire to have that radical resolve to only pursue Plan A. If I shrink back and allow thoughts to linger,or if this would cause me to look at other options, then a Plan B can arise. And if this be the case, I guess I am only setting myself up for delay.

My prayer is that we all would seek to honor every assignment that He has given us and move in complete confidence in His love for us. May He give us the grace to endure, stir up faith inside, and cause an internal fascination of Him to grow deeper. Indeed, there really is nothing to boast about for we are nothing, can produce nothing, bear no fruit apart from Him. 
Lord, would you once again invite us to a deeper knowing of You, in holy fascination of Your beauty! We want joy and vibrancy in our spirits, having childlike faith, running into Your arms.

20 No unbelief made him waver concerning the promise of God, but he grew strong in his faith as he gave glory to God,

21 fully convinced that God was able to do what he had promised.

22 That is why his faith was “counted to him as righteousness.” | Romans 4:20-22 ESV


Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen. | Hebrews 11:1 ESV