Beloved Daughter

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Beloved Daughter

Who are we?

Questions of identity stir. The depth of that quest for self is confronting, and so we keep busy, we keep moving…

The world says ‘Go, go, go!’

So we run.

We run until the light of the day goes, and when it has we flick the switch for more light and we party, eat, see friends, turn on screens, call people, text, comment, blog, find other things to do… for we must… not…. dare…. keep… still…, even for one moment! If we stop, that issue of self may chase us down and face us off squarely, showing us we are merely a puff of smoke on the horizon of the earth… read more here…

©Beth Kennedy 2021

 

Be a lighthouse…

In a time of striving, competition, views, likes, followers, activities, parties, cleaning, shopping… (need I go on?) do we really know who we are, let alone what we’re called to do?

The age-old concept of ‘finding yourself’, romanticised by Hollywood, mocked by parents of gap year students, and scoffed at by life-hardened cynics, is tricky to conceive, let alone give birth to, and so we side step the issue, claiming it to be stuff of poets and novelists, and we ‘get on with it’… whatever ‘it’ may be…

As a teenager, I romanticised the concept of ‘finding myself.’ Once ‘there’ I was sure I would find my destiny. Therein lay the key to ‘happiness.’ My mother, ever the realist, told me ‘get on with it,’ work hard, just as she had done from the age of 12 or 13, just as her mother before her.

Restless, I completed my Arts/Law degree and stepped into the ‘respected’ career of ‘lawyer.’ Square peg in a round hole, but I had a heart for justice. Perhaps in the throes of doing I would truly find myself; yet something remained amiss…

Oh Baby! ©valeria-zoncoll

With my 30’s came children, and considerations of self fulfilment disappeared with sleepless nights; dirty nappies; and the gentle joy of a little one wrapping their arms around me as their beloved parent, protector, provider and source of all good things. It was mind numbing work being the stay at home, full-time parent. There was a loss of identity too; yet it was also one of the most fulfilling and intellectually challenging things I have ever done. I would do it all again, for who they are becoming…

The yearning remained.

Had I missed ‘it’?

In those years, I learnt to listen and hear the gentle whisper of meaning on the wind. A Promise remained…

We release our children into who they are & provide support for what they are created to do ©naassom azevedo

My youngest went to school. Both children dreamt dreams. We gave permission for them to dream in daring ways for I believe a parent’s role is to equip, establish, encourage and release. But with their dreams, suddenly the expected space for my ‘thing’ disappeared. It was time to die to self… again.

Jesus is right… No greater love… (John 15:13).

Noble romantic concept – tough to do…

There are so many ways to lay down a life; death comes in so many forms. I once heard Graham Cooke teach wryly: ‘Do everyone a favour and die quietly’.

I stifle a groan.

Again I quiet my soul and listen for the Wind.

Throughout this process of death to self, growth… death to self, growth… death to self, growth… I learn.

It has hurt; I have cried; I have found peace.

In the pause, I learn to breathe; in the pause, I teach others the same.

It is in this most recent global pause I remember who I am. I remember what I had learnt years prior, but had somehow lost in the recent flurry of life. Don’t strive. Wait. Listen. The Heart-Beat will announce the beginning of something new… the new is coming, yet it’s old, it’s been there all the time…

I wait.

In this place, I learn to be, before I do.

I’m not perfect – striving is a lifelong habit, and it is the world’s way.

The noise amid the current storm has been furious. So I step back. I step in, and I breathe.

Like many, I find myself on the precipice of decisions, but the striving to know what, where, when, why must leave…

Being supersedes doing.

It is from being that identity flows, and from identity comes the fulfilment of purpose and destiny.

Identity flows from being… not doing.

So I be…

From there it is safe to go…

From There, I am called to go…

Doing before being will immerse me in striving. My identity will ship-wreck on the world’s values of performance, a sure recipe for burnout, disappointment, and an inner sense of failure. My outer world will not match my inner world… and I will either implode or explode, hurting myself and/or those around me.

So, being supersedes doing BUT it does not replace doing.

Once you can fully be who you are, the doing will flow from you with ease.

We are all works-in-progress, so there is a constant tension and interplay between being who and Whose we are, while simultaneously stepping out in obedience, into what we are called to do.

In reality, there is ‘both/and’ at play rather than an ‘either/or’…

We be AND we do.

BUT first we must be.

We are lighthouses set on the shores of Love, lit up for others to see, so that they too may find their way Home…

Home really is where the Heart is.

Yet to settle in the place where you now stand is to settle for nothing, for we are continuously being called to step forward into the language of Love, the language of dance, and as we answer the call to step into the Truth greater and bigger than ourselves, we will continue to see that…

God is Good!

And so in this time of storms, tempests, winds and rain…

BE… 

THEN DO…

Lighthouse on the shores ©Everaldo Coelho

©Beth Kennedy 2020

Who are we anyway? My beloved daughter… My beloved son

Our family has been in a time of rapid transition.

It’s been a ride.

One aspect of our recent journey has been to start an online zoom group. We always planned to start an online group, and covid-19 made us very aware of why this start up was on God’s heart.

Our zoom group includes people we know and trust. These people will try things out online with us, give us feedback, cut us some slack, while we hopefully sow something of value into them. It’s still nerve-racking because, well, God has to show up!

As with all groups we have run, the first topic we covered was: ‘who are we anyway?’

‘A simple question to answer,’ you may say, but it is surprising just how many (read everyone) struggle with this topic when you scratch the surface. Our religious and societal beliefs are so entrenched – ‘we must perform to be loved’.

I believe that we all struggle with this idea – that we don’t earn our right at the table with God! God approves of us, having done nothing!

Mark 1:11 makes it clear:

‘And a voice came from heaven: “You are my Son, whom I love; with you I am well pleased.”’ (Mark 1:11 NIV)

Check out this link to Mark 1:11. The different translations, of the same verse say the same thing. In essence:

‘You are my son, I love you, and I am well pleased with you.’

I find this scripture fascinating. It is at the point of Jesus being baptised by John, before Jesus starts his ministry years. Jesus has done nothing to earn his father’s love. It is from this place of identity Jesus enters the desert, fasts, is tempted by the devil and then steps out into his ministry. He has held firm to who he is and whose he is.

The Father loves and approves of Jesus- before Jesus does anything.

Jesus would have studied etc prior to this point in time, but… he had presumably done nothing. He had not stepped into his ministry works.

Every group we have run, we cover the same idea – we are loved, approved and accepted, without works, having done nothing. In fact, we don’t have to do anything to remain in this place; however, when we really catch this concept in its essence, the irony is we can’t help but do something in response.

‘111, My beloved daughter; My beloved son.’

What do you hear Him speak over you today?

Will you just sit and let Him whisper sweet nothings?

Will you let Him sing over you, as you rest in the nook of His arms?

Will you ‘…wait a little longer’ with Him?

He wants us whole, and fully comprehending that we are His beloved daughter or son, in whom He is well pleased. It is from this place of identity that we are to step out and go, and as we do we will shine with His goodness, with His light, with His love because…

God is Good!

Please, sit, breathe and listen. See what He says to you through this song:

‘A Little Longer’ by Jenn Johnson
I particularly like the version on the album ‘We Believe’ but I couldn’t find an authorised website link to that version. The ‘We Believe’ album version is a little quieter, and I personally find it more poignant.

 

Destinies, dancing and release … Part 3

Continued from previous post at: Destinies, dancing and release … Part one and Part Two

A theme was beginning to emerge …

There was creativity to be released, God-given destinies to be fulfilled, people to be released from their past, from their present, from their assumed “futures”, and from their circumstances ….

There were passions to be revealed, to be released, to be uncovered … so that God’s desired futures could be revealed and stepped into, with boldness, clarity and fullness …

There was a desire of God to see His children (whether they knew him or not) to step into their God-given destinies …

And so … the following day after an enjoyable day and a good nights sleep we were back down the street looking for one more item for my husband, an extra that he had said he wanted …

We headed out, looked, and found some jeans on sale instead … bagged those and headed back out into the street where I saw a bag shop … a girlie bag shop for girlie girls …

We checked the time and checked our intentions to enter the shop with God … after all … it was His agenda … not ours … that we were called to fulfill, to honour and to meet as a Beloved Child of the most High God …

With the go ahead on both fronts we wandered in, and I found a simple design … just the right thing for me to replace an old travel bag I had been using for years.  It was pretty, but very practical, and still able to be slung over my shoulder so I could scooter up the street with the kids, but not drab and ugly like the one I had used for so very long …

As we paid for the bag I again knew I had to pray for the girl.  I could feel the anointing of God swirling around and I could feel the familiar pull to offer to pray, to bless and to release yet another loved one into their destiny … I was to encourage, to inspire and to love on behalf of My Loving God!

I offered to pray, as people milled around the small store.

The girl agreed. 

My husband stepped back, so as to give a sense of privacy to the two of us, and I started. 

I sensed she had not yet stepped into her passion, that she was not doing what she loved.  I said so … she agreed … and so I declared her destiny open, I released her into her destiny, and said that I sensed she was highly creative, very artistic, and that she had submerged that passion, that dream.  I said that she had hidden the dream since she was little girl, the passion had been submerged so deeply … but that it was time for her to dream again, to allow that passion to arise, and so I called it forth.

I saw her painting … and I told her so …

Tears streamed down her face as she tried to compose herself … apologising for the flow of emotion … and she said “how did you know? How did you know? I am an artist but I have not painted for ages, it’s what I love, it’s who I am …”

I said that I had simply told her what I “saw”, what God had “shown” me and said to her again that she was created to be creative, to be an artist, and that God loved her so much that He wanted to see her fulfil her God-given destiny more than she did … and so I encouraged her to start painting again, to step into it … smiling at her through my own tears for her.

I encouraged her to pursue her passion again …

I dared her to dream again …

She nodded saying she would start to paint, she would start to dream and she smiled through the tears as we left the store …

I had bagged a bag (:-)) and she had been touched by a loving God …

I called to her as I left the store that if she did start to paint again she would shine simply because she was created to paint, she was created for greatness, simply because …

God is Good!

… to be continued …

Calling forth the destiny of the next generation…God is Good!

Last Tuesday I was at the local shopping centre with my two children on our last day of holidays … we had just finished shopping for my little boy’s kindy bag … and were on our way down some escalators to see a movie as a final holiday “hurrah” …

The following day I had a funeral to attend – the funeral of a friend’s mother.  She had fought off breast and bowel cancer years before and had been diagnosed and fought brain cancer last year but the fight had got too much and she went home to be with Jesus.

As I turned to go down the escalators, heading off to the movies … with just enough time to get an ice-cream and settle into our seats … I saw a woman with her three daughters follow us down the escalators, with the tell tale sign of a scarf around her head – I immediately thought of my friend’s mum and sensed it was breast cancer … I knew I needed to offer to pray …

At the bottom of the escalators I turned and spoke to the woman, indicating that I could see she was dealing with a serious illness.  She said she had breast cancer – it had been tough!  I offered to pray explaining that I had been praying for many people that were battling breast cancer recently … and she agreed. 

As I prayed she felt heat cover her body, she got very hot from the head down …

I finished and thanked her, looking to her three girls, and as I did I asked if I could pray for them too …

The three girls held hands and stood before me in a line … I held their joined hands in mine and prayed for them.  I prayed for courage, peace and joy and as I did I started to receive “insight” into each of these three beautiful girls … and I began to call forth their destinies …

I looked at the eldest and prophesied into her future, telling her that I sensed she was bold, strong and noble … a tower of strength (I looked at the mum and she nodded in agreement).  I suggested she needed to continue to walk to her own drum beat regardless of what others around her were doing … that she was created for greatness … to continue to stand tall and strong … regardless of peer pressure in the next few years …

I turned to the youngest and I could feel her sweet compassion … she was gentle and carried the weight of the world on her shoulders … the mum nodded again in agreement and I told the young girl that God had created her sweet and gentle, that she was very precious to God and I prayed for her to have wisdom in what burdens she picked up, and to find wisdom for the burdens she cast down … I then prayed and asked God for this wisdom, for protection and for the strength to know how to set boundaries and say “no” when she should …

The middle daughter was standing and I could feel the pull on me of her desire to be “seen” by God … I had a moment of panic, but then settled, reassured that God would not leave out one … because God never leaves any of His children out of His plans and purposes.  As I looked I laughed and said “you are a bold one and you have a mighty gift of healing …” and I turned to the mum and said “you should get her to lay her hands upon you and pray healing in the name of Jesus” … I could feel she was fiery, full of passion – her mum smiled in agreement …

I hugged the girls and turned and asked the mum if I could hug her, she agreed and I thanked her for permitting me to pray for her … and for allowing me to prophesy over her girls …

The three of us … we got to our movie … my little boy had prayed that the movie would not start without us … and it didn’t.  We got our ice-creams; we got to our seats and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves on our last day of holidays together …

But, I may add, even if we had run late, and I discussed this with my daughter later on, what a privilege to pray and call forth the destiny of three beautiful girls … what a privilege to speak out Gods design and to pray healing for a woman, a fellow mum … a fellow human being … that is fighting for her life against a disease that we have the answer for … all in the name of Jesus …

Who am I not to stop?  Don’t we have the cure?

For there is healing in the name of Jesus … so … who am I not to stop?

We must offer what we have if we truly believe who we are …

There is healing in the name of Jesus …

We have the cure … we have the solution … if we will just believe and stop as we go and release … the cure, the answer is in the name of Jesus …

So, let’s co-partner and see Him receive His just reward … as His Bride, as His friend, as His servant …

We have the answer … we have the cure … in Jesus … SO let’s offer Him to the world so that they too may see that …

God is Good!