A Heart Cry
A cry that is released when there is no other way to express sorrow.
Just a 42-year-old that has lived her whole life in the house of God but not known Him. HIM the Creator of all. Going to church on Sundays, getting a quick worship fix but not fixing anything on the inside. Sitting here praying and needing to express my heart cry. The heart cry of those of us that know of God but have never truly experienced God. In such a slumber, we don’t even know that our hearts are bleeding and crying out. The truth is that we are dying on the inside, but not the way we are meant to die, crucifying our flesh. But in the way that the enemy slowly but steadily steals, lies, and murders our purpose in Christ.
We were meant to worship in reverent awe the Creator of all. We are meant to live in intimacy with our Beloved. We are meant to live in relationship with Jesus, where we trust Him and He trust us, guided by Holy Spirit. Instead, we worship our families, jobs, entertainment, social media, our money, or lack thereof, our culture, our pets, our county, anything but the One that created it all. And I think, how can someone grow up in a church and never really enter a relationship with the One that we are there to worship?
Yes, the enemy of our souls and his minions are masters of distraction; but ultimately, we must make the decision to remove the distractions and draw near to God. Some born to Kingdom parents ride their coats, some of us don’t have coats to ride on; but we stay in church because we know enough to not want to face the consequences of not being in God’s house. Yet, we live our lives however we see fit. How is it going for you? I can tell you that it was not pretty for me. You know the word; lukewarm and honestly some of us are just plain stone cold.
What if I told you there is so much more than we were ever shown in our churches growing up? What if I told you there is a place for us where we are known by our Creator and we know Him. If you understand the language in this post, it is for you. It is filled with Christianese. This is a message to all my brothers and sisters that grew up in a church but never really knew Jesus. God has a table and His children are missing. I am calling all the prodigals. You know who you are.
The little boy that would play baptize your siblings because you watched it at church. The Levites that have lost their voice due to the spirit of depression. Your sound is missing in the heavenly choir. The artist that can’t create because you don’t know your Creator. To the young man and young woman touched by Holy Spirit, but now you’ve run away due to some mistake committed. The enemy has told you there is no coming back from it. It’s a lie. You can come home, the Father is waiting with open arms. I was a lukewarm Christian, but a year and half ago God delivered me and now I can’t look back. The Kingdom of God is waiting on the prodigal sons and daughters, the Kingdom of God is waiting on you. All you need is a heart cry to the Father, He will come to where you are. I promise it doesn’t matter where you are, what you’ve done, how messy it is, Jesus will come.
With love,
Elizabeth