For months I have had a heaviness over me that I simply couldn’t shake. I have prayed and praised. I simply couldn’t understand why this heaviness wouldn’t leave. Last night I heard a minister share something that pricked my heart.
When we are people who pour into others continually we isolate ourselves from people. We withdraw from people. We don’t allow others to pour into us. Even though pouring into others in our calling and our purpose. We are not meant to be alone in this journey. We need mentors and believers who can pour into us as we pour out. I never realized that I withdrew from people. For months I have been isolating myself and not even realizing that it was a tactic of the enemy to keep the spirit of heaviness over me. As I began to pray and praise this morning, I began to feel that heaviness leave. I heard the Lord say it is time for my isolation season to end. This new season that He has prepared for me will require an unguarded surrender. A “let my walls down” surrender. A “let myself love others even though I know they don’t love me”. A surrender that says I will love them like you do Jesus. A love without expectation. So today I lay down this spirit of heaviness and I embrace my garment of praise. Today I challenge you and encourage you to examine yourself. Have you been isolated because of prior hurts? Have you allowed walls and wounds to keep you from allowing others to pour into you?
You have an anointing and purpose and the enemy wants to keep you from walking in that by distraction.
Don’t let old wounds stay unhealed.
Isaiah 61:1-11
The Spirit of the Lord God is upon me, because the Lord has anointed me to bring good news to the poor; he has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to those who are bound; to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor, and the day of vengeance of our God; to comfort all who mourn; to grant to those who mourn in Zion— to give them a beautiful headdress instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, the garment of praise instead of a faint spirit; that they may be called oaks of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he may be glorified. They shall build up the ancient ruins; they shall raise up the former devastations; they shall repair the ruined cities, the devastations of many generations. Strangers shall stand and tend your flocks; foreigners shall be your plowmen and vinedressers
