I knew God wanted me to do something by faith, but I didn’t know what. I felt poured out in my writing. I’ve been writing for His pleasure for so many years—countless hours of writing in secret to the Lord. In my dryness, I pleaded for God to give me a little nudge into what He wanted me to do.
A few days later my church asked it I would speak to the interns about those moments in your life that propel you into your destiny. I asked God if I could speak, and He gave me the go-ahead. God’s answer surprised me because He had pulled me out of public ministry for many years, so I could minister to Him alone.
I thought about the topic that my church had given me. Those destiny-defining moments, I have found, are usually internal first. Yes, God will move supernaturally in our external lives, but only after He has moved supernaturally in our hearts. God took me out of public ministry, so He could build my private ministry to HIm.
Our Promise Land is comprised of both a valley and a mountain. The valley represents our private ministry unto the Lord and the mountain represents our public ministry unto the Lord. Our valley will determine how big our mountain will be. God will take us out of the public arena, so we can grow our personal ministry with Him. A strong valley will become a solid foundation for an unshakeable mountain.
Almost all of my destiny propelling moments have taken place in the valley of my life.
So I reached into my valley and pulled out the words that I would share to the interns. However, God kept giving me more words and more words. Not only did He pull from the words that were stored up in my heart, He began to pour out new words of revelation. Finally, I told God that He had given me too many words. There was no way I could share everything we had gathered in a 45 minute session.
Then God said, “Write a book.”
“Write a book!” I thought. “Have I not written for Your pleasure for years and years? Have I not sown thousands of word-seeds into Your Kingdom?”
He answered, “This time write by faith. In the dryness of your circumstances, I will pour out the wellspring of my Spirit.”
I felt like Peter who had fished all night and caught nothing when Jesus told him to cast his net out one more time.
“Okay, God,” I answered. “I will cast my net if you say so.”
I caught a boat full of words. So many, in fact, that I didn’t think I would be able to contain them all. I wrote my first nonfiction book in 10 days. I entitled it, Our 6 His 7: Transformed by Sabbath Rest! The book represents my biggest struggle of faith: I needed to walk away from the striving of my efforts and enter into the waiting of God’s faithfulness. I finally learned how to give God my best and let Him to the rest.
“Thank You, God, for showing me how to enter into Your Sabbath Rest. I know that Jesus’ powerful blood has been poured into my life, not only providing me with forgiveness of my sins but also giving me the grace I need to produce a harvest that is pleasing to God. Today, I give you all of my efforts, and I choose to rest in Your faithfulness alone. I pray this in Jesus’ name amen.”