Pared Down

Pared down. Simplicity. These seem to be the words for the hour FOR ME. Are they for you? This blog (which by the way I said I would NEVER do) is for me and for those of you reading right now who I hope are being blessed by all of this. My heart. My thoughts. No pretense. No justification. Just feels good. In my own life, I am a messenger and called to prophesy and in that the message has to be worked in me before it can come through me. The words that God uses me to post are definitely worked in me before I can speak them. I impart that to which I die to. In other words, in order to speak I have to walk through much of what I speak.
Pared down. Those are words for me for this hour. Decrease Debra so Jesus may increase in me.

I found myself dealing with so much spiritual boredom over the past few years with the church at large. I will expand on that over the next week or so. Boredom with so much of Christianity but not losing my passion or love for Christ nor for people. Why was this happening? I withdrew from conferences, the latest books, the latest CD's, offers, words, prophetic lists and so much more. I became very selective without becoming self-righteous in it all. I needed what was real and I am finding what is real - Jesus Christ. He is enough. I would spend hours just sitting in His presence and writing and writing and meditating on so many things.

I was asking for wisdom to discern what I was seeing and experiencing. I was not opting out of Christianity. I was opting out of all  the hype and the superrflous stuff that goes on. I am so tired of it. It does not live up to what it proclaims to be. The ultimate book left me feeling just so so. The stupendous conference left me with a time of feeling ho-hum. Now please know this is what I was going through and you must understand, when I was going through this I constantly questioned whether something was wrong with MOI.

Have I lost something? Have I lost my position in Christ? Have i lost my cutting edge? The questions to me, right now, seem so ridiculous to say that I hesitate writing them. Aren't I supposed to give the impression that I have it all down? Heaven forbid. This boredom that was setting in on me was actually setting me up. For what? I should say. For whom? For Him. This boredom showed me that while all around me was whirling and swirling in ministry and books and conferences and every such thing, I opted out to spend time with Him. I simply began to believe His promises to me. Him and Me. In that I was and am never bored.