A few weeks ago, I was missing my father deeply. It had been a rough week, and there was a poignancy to the emotion. I was aware I was grieving for my mother, sister, and father simultaneously, but having journeyed grief before, I knew the intensity would pass. Regardless, my heart was yearning for a hug from my dad.
That morning, feeling sad, I had turned to My Father, and whispered,
‘I need you today.’
I went about my morning until it was time to jump online and train. As we grow in our prophetic gifting, a time of regular training in a safe community is a blessing. The gift within us refines, as we lean in to hear the heart of the Father for another. I teach we should gather to grow, but I also live what I say, and so I too gather to grow.
So, jumping online, we started training in the various ways to give a prophetic word. We had the freedom to choose how to deliver, through a song.
I gave the word first, and paused after he gave me feedback, waiting for my partner to give me a word in return.
He stopped and looked at me.
‘I am so sorry’,’ he said.
‘I have had this dreadful song in my head all day. I’ve tried to shake it but I couldn’t.’
‘Just sing it! Go for it!’ I said.
‘I am not religious in how God gives a word, or what type of song He would choose. Please, just go for it.’
My partner looked again.
‘I’m sorry,’ and he opened his mouth and sang.
I smiled, and then, as my mind, heart and spirit registered what he was singing, I burst into tears.
The music went straight into my heart as I saw my father from a memory looking over at me, smiling with love as he sang the same song to me as a child. Heart pierced with the memory of love, Father God had gone straight to the centre of my emotional core. Through the stranger’s song sung over a zoom call, God let me know He had seen me, He loved me and a fresh invitation was at hand.
I was a wreck.
The way we deliver a word can affect us in such a deep way. You may hesitate, thinking ‘surely not,’ but it might be just the thing a person needs in the moment.
For me, that silly little song echoed of love, of innocent times, of being safe, loved and seen. The lyrics held a double meaning. It was the song of my earthy father; but it was also a song of invitation from my heavenly Father. I was being invited deeper into God, but also I was told, powerfully through the sung song, that God saw my heartache. I felt completely acknowledged as well.
A word delivered well, in God’s way, can pierce, heal, and love simultaneously.
My partner could not have communicated the message in any better way than as it was in that moment.
I was seen, known and heard because…
God is Good!
Join us in our training starting this week on ways to deliver a prophetic word:
From Vision to Voice
Thank you Beth for sharing The Father’s Heart. Reading it brought tears to my eyes, as I feel it was our Father speaking more to me too! Our Heavenly Father for years has been working on and within me with Holy Spirit to build Trust in Him, since as a youth growing up my earthly father, while present physically in my life, and the best provider he was able to be, he was truly absent emotionally, and a very strict and severe disciplinarian, which truly gave me a very distorted view of my Heavenly Father. The emotional need, along with another issue at age 13, led me into a very sinful lifestyle for a while. At a very low point, I cried out to Heavenly Father for help as a prodigal son, and He answered my cry for Fatherly help. My life has never been the same since. I reconciled with my earthly father before his passing in 1991, when I was age 35 and a father of two boys, and realizing then just how difficult fathering can be. It has taken 3 decades for me to build secure Trust in my Heavenly Father to be fully open and receive all that which He has and wants to give to me simply as gifts, no strings attached, no performance or doing required to receive. I see this progress as the fruits of Holy Spirit resulting from my surrender and obedience, in responding to the soft voice of Heavenly Father calling out my name when I cried out to Him in pain, deep in sin, and a knowing in my heart that He wants to heal my heartache and woundedness! Heavenly Father has made me so much more in wholeness and holiness as His beloved prodigal son! Thanks be to our all Loving God! Amen!
Terry
Terry thank you for sharing with authenticity. I’m so glad you have journeyed through to knowing the Father’s love ♥️ parenting really does give you new perspectives and grace towards your own parents. I know that feeling 🌸 blessings and thank you for reading 📕
Wonderful story, thank you for sharing.
Shirley thank you for reading and commenting ♥️
What a powerful testimony of the life-giving prophetic gift that translated the Father’s heart to you that day through your partner’s obedient step of courage and trust!
Thanks for sharing, Beth!
Thank you. God really is Good ♥️
I tears up myself on that one. Such a beautiful testimony ❤️
Hey Jessica. Isn’t it a beautiful testimony!? ♥️👑♥️ God is kind 🌹
Dear Beth,
Reading this is so deeply comforting and hits that place that was hard to reach. I have been grieving the loss of my dad, my mom’s slow decline from aging and the 3 years of lockdown, my son who is battling mental health issues and my brother who is coming back into my life in small gentle steps I can receive. Reading this article felt like a big hug. I tear and weep, read and weep some more, wipe my nose and feel those anxiety knots slowly untying. I began counting. You lost your dad much earlier than I did. You lost your sister and mom recently. You know the sound of grief and the pain. The words you release are so deeply life giving and nourishing because you have lived the journey and walked through the valleys and summiting of the healing path. Thank you for being so brave and honest.
Love,
Annie
Thank you for being so brave Annie – you are far greater and more resilient than you think you are.