Your purpose is greater than your pain

Years ago I was given a word of knowledge, I was told by a great, and anointed man of God, that God had allowed my heart to be pierced that I will know what to say to his people. I was also told by another great man of God, that I’ve been through a lot, and will go through a lot; it is in the making of me. When we plant a seed, that seed don’t automatically yield its flower. The seed goes through a process of being pressed by the soil. I was told that I had an unusual anointing. I’ve been pressed, are you willing to pay the price? In order for the oil to be produced from any fruit, plant or seed it must endure great pressure for its release. I knew I was chosen, and I was excited. Chosen to have church as usual? Preaching without evangelism , Mentoring without commitment, teaching purity, but in the closet? He was calling me to a greater cause that went beyond Christian formality. God wanted me to experience the pain of his people who I will have a sensitivity to their cry, and need. True prophets, and prophetess are intercessors, living an isolated life of humility, they are unpopular with people. They don’t put on a show. Yesterday I wept after someone reminded me of my past. I reached out to those that God has allowed to speak into my life and mentor me. I was told that God will use my season of brokenness for his glory. I was also told that my past is what qualifies me. I was so eager as a child to preach the gospel, but I hadn’t suffered. Had I ran before transformation, Adversities, trauma, abuse, misuse then my ministry wouldn’t have a cause, or movement. I wouldn’t know the God I serve as a healer, restorer, counselor, advocate, comforter, mother, father or of his sustaining grace. I would have been ministering out of head knowledge, but not heart knowledge. Isaiah 1: 18 ,19 Come now, and let us reason together, said the LORD: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool. If you be willing and obedient, you shall eat the good of the land:
Psalms 61 Hear my cry, O God; attend unto my prayer.
2 From the end of the earth will I cry unto thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
I not only can quote those scriptures , but I have a reference of how it was active, transforming and beneficial in my life. I have a revelation of God’s divine providence, and nature. A minister gave me a word of knowledge from God. I was told that I was highly favored among women. My name is Maria, but Mary in Hebrew. The woman who was, and still is shunned, talked about, referred to as a whore. I was told I was highly favored among woman?? That is how God sees me. He looks beyond my faults and the opinion of man. My name, circumstances, adversity, and life had been ordained to bring God glory. My life defies the teaching and religious ordinance of man. My sin and failure exalts a redeeming, gracious God. I know the woman who was at the well, we shared the same emptiness. I experienced the brokenness of Tamar ,put ashes on my head, put my hand on my head and cried. I was that ungodly woman with the alabaster bottle that anointed Yeshua , washed his feet with her tears, and dried them with her hair. I looked up while in the pit that Joseph was abandoned in. I understand Yeshua’s mother Mary’s pain, knowing she had to bury her son. The world’s savior, but yet her baby. I know the suffering of Job. I identify with the transformation of Paul from Saul. I was Hagar, in the desert that met the God who sees me. There is purpose in pain, and your purpose is greater than your pain. Amen.

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