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Transition. Seasons.

My desktop for the last two years has been A return to love by Marianne Williamson.  From the time I read it, the start line resonated with me, has resonated with me for a long time.  I have examined fear multiple times; here and here and here, and that is just the tip of the iceberg.  A lot of my fear exams are undocumented. 

A return to love starts with, ‘Our deepest fears, is not that we are inadequate.  It is that we are powerful beyond measure.  It is our light and not our darkness that most frightens us’. 

The darkness has offered me security in its familiarity.  In fact, I have often reveled in the darkness.  In the darkness, no examination of anything can occur.  And though this has not been comfortable, again there has been an assurance in its familiarity.  Stepping out into the light for me, has happened and has been threefold. 

One, it has been an admission and a facing of the latent fears that have held me back.  Stepping into my light has been a journey into a thousand past scary defeating places.  I’ve acknowledged them fears that lurks in my dark, turned my back on them and dared them to follow me into the light.  Once in a while, when I am not vigilant, they still do tap me on my shoulder, but because I know them, familiarity does breed contempt - does it not, I tell them to bugger off.  Mostly – sometimes I may inadvertently let them hang around for a mo. 

Secondly, and within the same instance, the admission of my potential.  It is an admission that I am powerful.  It is an admission that I am fully loaded, and ready to move to where I should be.  Marianne Williamson states, ‘We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?”  I now affirm myself.  I am dazzling, beautiful, endowed, extraordinary.  I am bountifully gifted.  I am amazebombs!  I am too much!!  But why should I not be – I am the child of the most high, created in his image, and his life breathed into me.  I am playing big now.  And henceforth.  I will serve God as He intended for me to.  I will serve the world as I should, for ‘shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you’ has not serve them or I well. 

It is the shift, from faint hope, to full bloodied vocal expectation.  It is the shift, from being labeled too much, to personal acceptance of all I am, to leveraging my muchness and putting it all out there.  It is the shift from holding myself back, to passionately and authoritatively standing up and voicing my belief in me.  It is the ultimate transition of faith into trust, taking up my assignment and going full throttle.  It is the knowing that I am overwhelmingly capable of being what I should be.

Thirdly, has been a facing of my very real outcome driven future fears – of failure, of success, and all that lies in between.  It has involved the apprehension of what lies ahead.  They say for every new level there is a new devil – in what form, and when – ohhhh uncertainity of it all.  My fear system requires that I get intimate with all of them fears, and yet, not let them count.   My fear system has led me to the realization that it is not an event, but a continual process.  With stops and backtracking.  But with a focus on effort, dint and determination.

‘We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.  It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone.  And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.  As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.’ 

God has a hold on me.  So I have let me just get a hold of Him!  I will serve!  For I was born to make manifest the glory of God through service to Him and to others.  I will shine! 

It is time.  Transition.  Season.  My desktop has something new on it.  Something bold.  Something that is not just about leaving the darkness, or stepping into light, where there is colour and all things nice, but something with movement, assertiveness, and courage – the moving on despite the fears.  Grace.  Obedience.  Discipline.  It is time to be in motion!  Into the light, Hallelujah! 
What will this mean for me? 

It means that my weaknesses will not embody me.  For God has said to me that His grace is sufficient for me, and His strength is made perfect in my weakness.  In Christ I rest and draw my strength. [2 Corinthians 12:9, NKJV]

It means that I will not keep bounce back against the wall of fear, but scale it, and move on to greater heights.  For God will make my feet like the feet of deer, and set me on my high places [Psalm 18:33].

It means I bite my thumb at fear.  Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for God is with me, He is my rod and my staff, and they comfort me [Psalm 23:4].

It means that I will not be controlled by fear.  It means I will find a new controller.  A new master.  I call him Teacher and Lord and that is who He is to me [John 13:13].

It means that I have found a will to move into my transition.  For everything has its time.  To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven [Ecclesiastes 3:1].

It means that I will not be seduced by fear.  For the Lord has induced me, and I have been persuaded – for He is stronger than I, and He has prevailed [Jeremiah 20:7], though I think I may not be fully aware of all the consequences.

It means that I will not conform.  I will not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of my mind, that I may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God [Romans 12:2].  But will operate in a new logic.  A God-based logic. 






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  1. Unknown5 February 2018 at 11:37

    How we fear fear and give it the power it doesn't deserve. I choose to let my fear work for me, to take its message and faith it.
    "It is time to be in motion! Into the light, Hallelujah!." I am embracing this truth and intentionally living my it.
    Powerful insights on the journey of life and to liberation, unlearning and learning the basics and importance of life and sticking to the essence of the order of life, God, Me then others.
    Be blessed and continue shining in the journey.

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