As I read today’s passage, I recalled a rough period of time in Colorado where the Lord gave me beauty for ashes. The oil of joy for my mourning ran over me and I wore the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness that had me bound. He would send these ravens to watch over me, I would go out and talk to them as they circled the sky. They would call out in response to me. Day after day this went on. I didn’t leave Colorado the same way I came in. To God be the glory, I left Holy Ghost filled and equipped for the Kingdom destiny my Father had planned. Lately the enemy has tried to tell me I’m alone and a heaviness tried to overtake me. But God. I have started seeing those large black birds circling the sky here. I’ve slipped on the garment of praise for my heaviness. I will not go back into the darkness my Father pulled me out from. The oil of joy still pours over me from my Father above. I’m watching the sky and the things my Father shows me there. Eyes on my Father, Kingdom minded, about Kingdom things. 🔥 ~ Chelle, #f8ithgal
“To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he might be glorified.” ~ Isaiah 61:3
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