I wondered why I had not felt it. The sensing I sometimes feel. This gift that sometimes does not feel like such a gift. Waking in darkness with only a heaviness to pray. At times a name given and at others not. I am learning to rather not know the details. For when I do my heart usually breaks and feels deeply for the friend. So deeply it grieves me almost. Emotionally I become weary. A few months had past and there was silence where this gift usually resided. But God seemed to be bringing me through a time of transition. A time also of healing and learning to forgive. Of sowing mercy and grace deep into my spirit.
Yet now it returns. A Sunday morning. I glance across the room. A friend enters my vision and then the prompting. "Pray," He tells me. "Why?" I ask my curiosity heightened. "You only need to pray," I sense Him saying.
Molding me amidst the using. "Yes, Lord."
The time had come for this gift to be used again.
God blesses each of us with gifts. Some of these gifts may be spiritual gifts. Others talents and natural abilities.
Maybe it takes us years to discover what ours are. Perhaps we know from a young age.
For me it has taken well into my thirties to realize mine and I am still seeking to find how God wants to use my natural gifts and talents with my spiritual gifts, how they can work together.
Yet in times of transition I wonder if God gives us rest from these gifts. Gifts that require so much of our emotional selves. For those of us who feel things so deeply. Whose hearts hurts when others share their pain.
Some aspects of life have been in transition recently. I have learned to welcome change. I ache for the change really because it means growth, but it is not always easy. I needed the rest from this gift that takes so much of my emotions. I needed time to heal from some hurts. I needed time to recharge and refocus. Time to work through forgiveness and give grace.
Our spirits can become overwhelmed. Weary. Faint.
From the end of the earth I call to You when my heart is faint; Lead me to the rock that is higher than I. (Psalm 61:2 NASB)
We need Sabbath. We need rest. Our spirits, our emotions, even our gifts, need a deep breath at times.
And when He prompts us to use these gifts for His glory again we will be refreshed. If we will prepare our hearts during the time of rest, if we will focus our minds on Him, we will be ready to use our gifts once again for His purpose.
Hello! I'm Amy, a wife and mom who spends her days doing laundry, taking photos, writing, substitute teaching on occasion, and a myriad of things that moms do. Born and raised in the Appalachian foothills of northeast Alabama I now live in east central Alabama with my husband and our son. I blog at Ordinarily Extraordinary. Life, no matter how ordinary it may seem, is extraordinary. Sometimes we have to look, but every day is filled with the extraordinary masquerading as ordinary. It’s up to us to slow down and see the extraodinary gifts of grace God gives us. Each person has their own extraordinary story to tell. I write to process all God teaches me and hopefully encourage others along the way. You can find me on twitter as @amykiane.