Yesterday I did something that I found to be scarier than I would have ever thought it would be. I sent the completed manuscript of my book Walk It Out to the publisher. Tate Publishing accepted it for publication back in October, and since then I’ve been finishing, proofreading, formatting and tweaking.
I took the plunge yesterday and sent it off. I felt like I was sending my baby off and wouldn’t see her again until she was grown. I’m sure Hannah felt a lot worse sending little Samuel off to be raised in the temple, but that is the image I’m seeing regarding our spiritual seeds. The visions that God gives us must be prayed over, nurtured, carried then birthed and released. They are not ours to keep.
I know we are in a season right now in which the seeds God has given us are going to seemingly grow up over night. That’s what happened in Jamaica. I’ve carried a burden for orphans for years. I’ve prayed about it read about it, but never had the opportunity to really move on it. Once the door opened, it’s as if the whole thing was born and grown all in one day!
It’s exciting to see what God does and yet, it’s a little unnerving knowing that what He does often changes everything about how we “do life”. We’ve all been waiting for God to move. He’s starting to do it. Now He wants to know if we’re ready to be moved!