Oak in the morning drift.

  So, I've been digging a tunnel to the other side, building a bridge to cross the tides. Life is being done here. Environment is being created. Something big is being established. I use to think one day things would just click into place, I am realizing that they don't but then they do. Things click into to place in reaction to the favor that is on my life but great things wait for a place that can sustain them. I felt in my spirit to come here , I thought adventure but what I got was 6 house mate's, barista job, homework ,school, and barely anytime to do anything other than eat and sleep. God's promise is that great things are coming and they are they always have been they've been waiting till I was ready to hold them. Stephen roach said "spontaneity is not the result of un organization it's the reward of preparation"  I'd like to tweak and re-apply "an extravagant life is not the result of doing unexpected things it's the reward of those who have prepared their house for abundance. " so it's different then I expected but all the dreams and visions for my life will flow out of the  foundation of  preparation and boundaries. The term freedom in boundaries ment nothing to me until recently, When I realized that God is establishing the ability to be free and dream and pursue not because I leave everything else behind but because He empowers me to conquer the circumstances of life taking everything up and placing them into their rightful place I am learning responsibility and structure I am building a foundation for a house of fulfillment and abundance. He is that good. I work, do school, eat, sleep, serve, pray, worship, and love. On the outside I am a circle going round and round but inside I am exploding with transformation and all have to do is trust. I could never pursue the shaping of my life because I had no blue print and I wanted what was true and right. Then He found me and I've watched as He relentlessly pursue's the transformation of my heart and I am becoming truth. I love to watch Him working, His attention to detail, the way He won't stop until it's just right and everything is revealed, there is a patience in His stare that unravels all anxiety. I see him sculpting the shoulder of a man, Gentle is His every stroke. He sees what is, what will be, and exactly how to release the man from His unshaped prison. Soon you'll be able to move this arm He tells the man, do whatever you want with it...draw pictures,write stories,play music,hold something or someone, but for now just stay awhile in my presence and I'll set you free. God has given me so much peace but it costs me trusting Him. Looking deeper I realize that I might not actually be me and the more I sit in a place of vulnerable trust with the Creator I am revealed to me. I trust because I look at the bit's of me That He has already touched and it's more than enough to keep going. It's like when you go on a journey   to find something but you don't know what that something is but the journey is so good in it self that you wonder if the journey is what you set out to find....The journey is relationship between creation and Creator.