God gave me a vision which involved two prophetic words I've had over the past few years.
Anyway, a year ago, Jessica Jones, a friend of mine, told me that God was catapulting me into a new season. Shortly after that, it was confirmed that I needed to go to ministry school in Redding, CA @ Bethel. A few years earlier, Angelo Candler (associate pastor at New Beginnings Church at that time) gave me a word that I was an eagle that was living with the chickens in a chicken coop, but I was wanting to fly. People (certain friends and family members, specifically) keep discouraging me from chasing after my dreams, but God made me to fly.
So while I was at work yesterday, God showed me a vision of a catapult. The catapult shot out whatever it had in it, which ended up being an eagle. The eagle had trouble flying at first. But not long after, it got the hang of flying. God said that this is what he's doing now, as I take a step of faith and move out to Redding, California. I'm being catapulted and learning to fly at the same time. Actually, I think the catapult has already launched me, and I'm having a little trouble flying at the moment. But I'm not going to crash. God is teaching me to fly.
So, how am I doing with this? I'm still learning how to fly, and it's been difficult at times. But I'm flying. Praise God, I am flying!
I was reminded yesterday of a song by Switchfoot that means a lot to me, and it seems to accurately describe how my life is, and that I'm meant to live for so much more than I have lived for so far.
Fumbling his confidence
And wond’ring why the world has passed him by
Hoping that he’s meant for more than arguments
And failed attempts to fly, fly
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Dreaming about providence
And whether mice or men have second tries
Maybe we’ve been livin with our eyes half open
Maybe we’re bent and broken, broken
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
We want more than this world’s got to offer
We want more than this world’s got to offer
We want more than the wars of our fathers
And everything inside screams for second life
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live
We were meant to live
I am about to entering one of the greatest seasons I've been in yet. I know in this next year, as I start school at Bethel School of Supernatural Ministry, God is going to totally rock me. I have a lot of dreams, and it's in this season that God is going to equip me to fulfill those dreams. God has connected me with some awesome people that are teaching me how to fly.
I'd also like to mention Van Mason at Redding House of Prayer. That is one awesome man of God. He's basically become my "west coast spiritual father" so to speak. That dude has been through a lot of stuff, and he's even surprised he's still going. He's been through more than he can imagine himself. But he's still going after the dreams and visions God has given him. He's been through much more stuff, much worse stuff, than I've been through, and looking back on the times I wanted to go home and give up, I'm now wondering "why was I so easily willing to give up?" God is making me stronger. It doesn't always feel good. But when one exercises, it doesn't always feel good. I'm glad I went to Redding House of Prayer back in January, because if I didn't, I would have given up by now.
So I'm sticking with this. I was meant to live for so much more, and I'm going to live for so much more.
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