If you read my post from yesterday you will know I am attempting to start my mornings in true Wigglesworth fashion. This morning, I slept right through my alarm to the point when I actually heard it, I thought it was the first time it was going off. It was the third.
I didn’t beat myself up over sleeping past my alarm. I just sighed and thought, “Well, I’ll try again tomorrow.” I got up and made the bed in the dark because I wasn’t ready for artificial light just yet. I thought to myself that I would just go ahead and take over making breakfast in the kitchen where my husband was on time as usual but then I stopped and said, “NO. I may have slept late but I can still praise God at 6:30 a.m. like I planned to at 6 a.m.!”
I stood in the space between the end of the bed and our closet doors, closed my eyes, looked up and said, “Thank you God for another day,” as I raised my hands in worship to him. I didn’t bounce this morning or dance but I waved my arms enough to create a breeze around myself. I reached for Him. I gave thanks to Him. I smiled. I normally don’t smile until 11 a.m. on a typical day – after I’ve had my coffee and I’ve been awake a few hours. This morning I was smiling before 7 a.m. Who am I?
I noticed before I even walked out of the bedroom that I felt different. I noticed that I could feel my blood moving through my body instead of sludging its way around my arteries. Literally, a minute – 60 seconds – of praising God first thing in the morning had me feeling different.
Even the dog, who is 17 years old and gives the big `ole Disney eyes to be picked up and put back in the bed after she’s dragged out of it for her morning walk, was trotting down the hallway. She was ready to play! Who is this dog?
The atmosphere around me was different and was affecting things around me. That made me smile even more.
I finished cooking our breakfast and we sat down to eat. My husband and I pray together every morning before we eat so I took his hand and started with my typical everyday prayer.
“Lord, thank you for our hou—“
I stopped. My husband and I both looked up at each other and he looked just as shocked as I did. Staring at each other I said, “I don’t know where that came from but I’ll go with it! Lord, thank you for our house!”
Then we both put our heads down and I finished with the blessing over our food.
I was laughing when we looked up again. I really had no intention of praying that first line but it came out of my mouth. My husband jokingly said, “It’s like praying with Elmer Fudd this morning.”
A couple of weeks ago I started reading and listening to Terri Savelle Foy’s book/CD set “Imagine Big” and using the Dreams and Goal journal that came with it to start writing down the desires we have had in our hearts. A good friend gave me this Book/CD kit and it has lit a fire under me like I’ve never had before. These are things I knew but wasn’t applying and this kit is exactly what I needed to jump-start our goals.
It also encouraged me to start a private Pinterest board of our dreams. One of the pins I have on there is a picture of the house that my husband and I both desire. It’s a beautiful house. It makes me smile every time I look at the picture. There is ministry purpose behind this home as well which is for another blog post sometime in the future. When I prayed this morning and those words came out of my mouth, that house was in my mind. I already know it’s ours. We have no idea where it’s at. There are pine trees in the picture, which makes me happy. It’s on a lake, which makes me smile. It’s going to be an amazing sanctuary for us one day.
We’ve been asking God a lot of questions lately about our future. We haven’t been getting much back as far as answers go but we have been instructed by the Holy Spirit to do what we know to do and just keep giving thanks. Each day we get up and do what we know to do. This morning, I waved at God for a minute. He confirmed with my own words that He’s preparing that house for us.
What are you believing God for? Healing? Ministry help? Finances? Whatever it is, write it down. Find scripture to back it up. Thank God for it and walk in it like you already have it. He is the Provider. Our Pastor’s wife said the other day at mid-week service, “They didn’t shout after the walls of Jericho fell, they shouted before!”
Shout your walls down!
Joshua 6:16 (KJV)
And it came to pass at the seventh time, when the priests blew with the trumpets, Joshua said unto the people, Shout; for the Lord hath given you the city.
Joshua 6:20 (KJV)
So the people shouted when the priests blew with the trumpets: and it came to pass, when the people heard the sound of the trumpet, and the people shouted with a great shout, that the wall fell down flat, so that the people went up into the city, every man straight before him, and they took the city.