Claiming Territory in the Fields of Freedom.

Let me paint a picture for you.

Imagine with me acres of a field that goes beyond your eyesight.

Captivated by the fragrance of the grass and crisp fresh air, you see a little girl in a lavender summer dress, with little curls framing her face, running barefoot towards this field in the distance. She has a smile on her face that expresses the immense joy she contains in her spirit. She takes off frolicking into this field only to find herself in the center urged to stand still with her hands lifted to the sky and face towards the heavens as the heat of the sun beams warm up her little face. Hours later as she is still running free, clouds begin to roll in and it begins to pour down rain. She finds herself full of joy still amongst the storm, careless of who may be watching. As the rain has completely drenched her by this point, she throws the fear of being seen or judged by anyone to the wind and remains in the posture of gratitude for the freedom she has found. What you don’t know is that she had been trapped in a room with no light for the majority of her life. Would you have guessed that from what you have seen? She in choosing to claim back the territory of freedom she had been held back from. She finds herself replenished and content as she continues running into the distance claiming more territory. 

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The Lord has been giving me images the last few months that relate to what I have either walked through in my past or what I am walking through now on the race. A lot of them are bringing healing to areas I did not realize needed it. 

     The Lord revealed to me that the little girl mentioned in this story was me. She was captured by fear at a very young age and has stayed trapped in a dark room for years not knowing how to escape or be drawn into a field to only find herself exposed to her Heavenly Father. I refuse to allow fear to dictate my obedience to the Lord from now on. I am ready for healing to continue even if it hurts, I am ready for the questionable situations that I would not choose in to back home but I am going to if that means seeds are planted. I am choosing to allow my heart to break and love that child that I will 99.9% never see again if that means they felt the love of Jesus for two hours once a week.

I am choosing to walk hand in hand with the girl from the field and take off into this open field with her and claim back territory in the fields of freedom.