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Autumn

There is a change of seasons happening now, both in the natural world and the spiritual realm. I love fall colors, crisp air, smells of warm spices and burning leaves. Autumn is a time of harvest before the winter rest. Fall is a gathering of the land’s offerings. Carefully tended gardens transform into mason jars of warm goodness, abundance and nourishment. As summer’s green leaves wither, fall’s fruit is triumphantly exposed. Bright oranges, reds and yellows decorate the trees. Nature is heavy with produce, colors calling attention to harvest before the plant die off for the winter. Time slows, the sun’s brightness fades to muted shades of autumn. Fall is, to me, the most beautifully evident season. As things die off, more abundance is exposed. The weather changes, coolness soothes the air. It’s a little darker in the evenings. Comfort. It’s a time of cinnamon and comfort.

In the Spirit, we lay our gatherings before the Lord in gratitude and wonder. We take inventory of His blessings with a thankful heart. It feels warm, vibrant and peaceful. We are ready for a cozy winter, safe in the Lord’s provision, warm in His lovingkindness, and amazed at His never-ending goodness. Fall is a time of reflection and worship. As I look upon the mountains of winter squashes, pumpkins and melons; the rows of jars filled with vegetables and fruits, I reflect on the abundance and generosity of a God who meets every need, gives more than enough, and loves so vastly, it takes a lifetime to catch a glimpse of it. As I gather my thoughts into a quiet place of warm thankfulness, I see myself throwing old broken branches, brown leaves of doubt and dead vines of fear into the burning barrel. As the smoke rises to Heaven, the Lord smiles on my sacrifice of flesh simply because He is good. There is an undercurrent of excitement, expectation and wonder. What are we going to do Lord? I can’t wait to find out your next plan!

Have you ever raked up a big pile of vibrantly colored fall leaves just so you could jump in the heap and play like a child? For me, turning around and falling backward into a pile of leaves is the very definition of my spiritual autumn. A falling into the trustworthy arms of Jesus, laughing and playing joyfully in His provision and protection. It’s like a game, a hayride with my best friend. Fall is freedom, a release of finished things; an expectation of comforting things. Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom. I encourage you today, to jump in the leaves, play in the beauty He has given. Enjoy Him. He is the creator of all things, the giver of all things. The season has changed, the harvest of abundance is here. Jump in! Taste and see that the Lord is good! Blessings.

Phoenix Rising

    Like the Phoenix rising from the ashes of devastation and destruction, we rise. We, the believers, the Church, the Body of Christ, are each individually, a new creation in Christ. All the old things have passed away. We rise in victory over sin and death, disease and sufferings, emotional abuse and betrayal. We, are citizens of the Kingdom of Heaven. The City dwells within us, empowering us to live in Kingdom wisdom and authority. The promises of God, the Words of God, are our source and shield; the truth, the love, uncompromised and ready in season and out.

    We rise, knowing we have full assurance of salvation, freedom and value to our Father. We rise, knowing we have the mind of Christ and are created in the image of God. We rise, in confidence. No weapon formed against us will prosper, and every tongue that speaks against us, we shall condemn. This is the inheritance and the life of a Kingdom dweller. We rise, secure in the perfect love of Jesus, the power of His might, His resurrection that conquered death, and the restoration of all things necessary for abundant life. It is humbling to know the God of creation has made us to dwell with Him. It is humbling that He chose us before the foundation of the earth, to enjoy a mutual, intimate, fellowship and friendship. It is His desire that all come to the full knowledge of Jesus and choose His salvation. He waits for us.

    We rise, in the power of the Holy Spirit, the same power that raised Jesus from the grave and conveyed us into the Kingdom of His love. We rise out of the ash heap of our former lives, free and victorious; ecstatic and overwhelmed with the goodness of God.

    We rise, we soar through the Heavens, we seek the face of God, we hear His voice, we hide under the shadow of His wings, and we worship with abandon. We hear His heart and pray from Heaven in agreement with Him. He rejoices over us with singing; He loves to set captives free and give us a future and a hope.

    We rise together, the Church, the Body of Christ, His peculiar people. We rise, knowing we will never be cast down. We can only rise.

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