The waves crash around me yet I stand unmoved. I know my feet are deeply rooted into the ground althrough I feel the power of the changing winds circling around me. In your presence I find my rest and am able to lift my hands in worship and my heart with joy.

I choose your way Jesus. I choose you. I fix my eyes on you. I am not ashamed of who you made me to be, or how you made me. I am not afraid of that or to be me. I am blessed in the midst of every trouble. With freedom I express myself and with freedom I exalt your name. I am surrounded by your presence and aware of your angels around me. I can rest and be still, knowing you are God.

Today I understand that I can do nothing to gain more of your love. You love me because I am yours. I am your reward and you are mine. I am an expression of You. I am open to love and choose to receive love. I will not hold back nor be afraid, because to honor fear or give place to it would be to honor your enemy, and I don’t want to grieve your heart Father. Though I feel it, I will not let it master me.

Where you go, I will go. Where you lead me, I will follow. I am love struck and enamored by you, Jesus. When you called me to follow, I could not refuse, why would I? How could I trust any voice that was not as pure and lovely as yours. You showed me your love, not just by dying for me but in every tiny moment before that. Had you not lived a life free from sin, from mixture with the world, had you not resisted compromise, your sacrifice would have been for nothing.

No, I see that in every decision of your life You only regarded your Father’s voice, because he was the one who could show you the way. He knew the way to breakthrough. He knew you before you were born, before you came here and your Father understood the trials you would face every day — because he knew His enemy. How hard it must be, Father, to see your own children living in enemy territory, and even harder to see them fooled by the enemy’s voice through the people around them. But you are not afraid, nor intimidated. We are free to choose, but You are fierce and you are for us. When we lay down, you still will for us to get up and cheer us on with your many words and thoughts, if only we would listen. If only we would ask.

What is your greatest grief Father?

It is denial. When my children deny me and undermine my purposes in their lives. I grieve to see them walk away and choose, one decision at a time, to ignore my voice.

As I reflect on this, I remember Jesus who, one decision at a time, found himself at the cross. One good, righteous decision at a time qualified him.

He did not miss the mark.
He did not compromise.
He loved what was good and hated what was evil.
He kept himself pure and understood the cost of taking one bit of advice from the voice of any spirit who was not his Father.

Jesus watched Adam and Eve fall into destruction. What grief to watch his beloved children listen to the flattering words of his enemy and fall for them. Flattering words fall the ground flat when the voice of God thunders. Jesus knew the rules and the consequences. He had proper fear of the Lord. He KNEW his Daddy!

What we partner with, we become like.

Adam and Eve took advice from a snake. Snakes looked friendly back then. What form would tempt us to partner with an anti-Christ spirit? Would we be like Esau and sell the great blessings God has planned for a bowl of soup in the moment? Adam and Eve had a happy life with God in the Garden, but apparently that wasn’t good enough.

Then, a new Adam came. Jesus, the son of God, was perfect submission. He said no to every offer that would compromise his destiny. He stood firm. He knew his future depended on the moments of his life and how he lived them.

Oh Father God, how many times did Jesus have to say “NO!” to make it sinless to the cross. how many times did he have to say “Yes!” to things that would be contrary to his upbringing.

Jesus, You were loyal to your Father because you knew how good he was, even when he asked you to do something so hard the thought of it caused you to sweat blood, you yielded. I want to be like that Jesus. I honor you today and bow at your feet in thanks for what you did, every moment of your life.

I thank you for every time you said “no” to the temptation. Why would you ever want what the devil had to offer? You wouldn’t. You knew so much better. If you had just received one piece of bread from the devil in the wilderness, you would have failed in your mission. You would have defiled yourself. No, you chose to feed only on what God Almighty said rather than partner with the dark lord of death to make your flesh comfortable. His lies and offers in the wilderness were no match for the truth you knew. You had seen heaven and wouldn’t trade it for anything. Our Father loved you so much for that. You were no Esau, whom He hated. You wouldn’t trade your birthright, your power, your holiness for a bowl of soup in a weak moment. I admire you Jesus. I want your reward and I want you to be rewarded by my life.

Jesus. You are my hero. I will fix my eyes on you, the one who already accomplished perfection so you can continue to author and finish my faith. So that, when I see my Heavenly Father face to face I will see his pleasure, his gentle, loving smile and hear, “Well done. Well done, good and faithful servant. Welcome home.”

Yes, there, I will find myself home.

Until then, I will fix my eyes on Jesus who is authoring and finishing my faith.

Author: Anne Huffman

I follow Jesus as closely as I can. I stumble. I get up. I long for him. I live for him. I want to know him more. I am daily dying to myself and when I’m fully dead to my flesh, this blog will surely be AMAZING... but for now, you get what you get, the little bit He gives me. I pray it inspires you and draws you closer to the heart of Jesus. He is passionate about you. His heart bled for you to the point of death and he wants to take your hand and lead you out of the grave. Come awake my love.. That is what he is saying to us all right now. Come awake and walk with me. Closer.

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