Is it possible to have Father’s favor without truly seeing Father’s face?
It’s like experiencing a heavenly hug, but not percieving it as an embrace.
I. Am. Living. Breathing. Walking. Proof.
I’ll sharing transparently now, putting my breakthrough to great use:
For as long as I recall growing up, I’ve sensed Father’s grace. He’s given me His hand of favor, but I never “saw” His face!
At our AGLOW meeting, where we desired to help awaken to true identity in Christ…
I recieved the breakthrough that I so longed for another’s life.
I got the breakthrough I so longed to give. Though I wanted to inspire others to open their eyes…to see themselves through HIS.
Here’s the kicker!
On my way to the meeting, I praised and proclaimed breakthrough:
Only to hear Father say later from OLIVIA:
“Marissa, the breakthrough is for you.”
There Olivia, a 14 year-old girl prophesied to me, “Marissa, there’s something you must be brave enough to see.”
She continued: God had already revealed something two weeks ago.
(I pondered to understand.)
Holy Spirit said that two weeks ago’s resistance was to raise my gaze up from seeking “thier” face
…and up from seeing merely Father’s favoring hand.
Little did she know that two weeks ago (to that day) was a difficult day in my soul life.
It’s because my heart was hurting. I was tempted to give in…once again to deep sadness and strife.
Little did she know that Father had spoken to me during Aglow worship…these words to jot down:
“HE SEES ME!”
And then He beckoned my to lift my spiritual eyes to see His face without a frown. 😃
How could I walk in the favor of God, but not “see” His smiling face? Again, It’s because I’ve sensed His hug (even through life’s difficulties)…but not His loving embrace.
Symantics, symantics you might say, but who knows that a house is not necessarily a “home”? In the same way anyone can recieve a hug…but an embrace says, “My beloved, you’re Mine and not alone.”
When you see Father’s hand and the gift it bestows, the happiness that comes from that eventually looses its glows.
Ask the Israelites:
We were not meant to see merely His hand but gaze into His smiling eyes. Indeed, my breakthrough began two weeks prior…when I felt secretly despised.
Why did she try to throw me under the bus? Did she not know I mean no harm? She must have misunderstood.
My heart raced with rejection alarm.
I thought she liked me. Why did she not address me head on with her misinformation? Why was I the subject of whispers? What did I do to have my name in “gossip” station?
The revelation came two weeks later at Aglow. Father lifted my perspective to a truth…it was time…to deeply know!
Seeking to please people is a trap. You may love others but it’s no guarantee they won’t “stab” back!
When they do, what do you have? If you don’t see a Higher smile, thier frown will make you depressed…then mad!
My hurt created a pull towards strife. I longed to cut my love off with an embittered butter knife.
Yet it was too much work in the flesh, so I decided to not give in. Still, Father didn’t want to place a dressing on my wound. He would clean it with Truth, keep it exposed…to the healing Son and Spirit’s wind.
Jesus was inviting me to look up like Stephen (Acts 7:60) did. As he was despised and about to be stoned, yet God’s face wasn’t hid.
He looked up into the Heavens. He saw the Son of Man sitting beside His Father’s throne. He wasn’t looking for Their hands to rescue him, but to THIER approving faces alone.
Stephen was surrendered to Father’s smile. Then he prayed for his accusers, leaving out any guile.
Again, he didn’t long to be rescued from their martyring hands, because he saw his trials through Heaven’s eyes, surrendering to Father’s smile and higher plan.
In the crowd was Saul, who consented to his death. The people layed Stephen’s clothes as his feet, honoring their pharassiacal guest.
“While they were stoning him, Stephen prayed, “Lord Jesus, receive my spirit.”￼ ￼ Then he fell on his knees￼ and cried out, [so even Saul (who would become Paul) could hear it.]
” ‘Lord, do not hold this sin against them.’ When he had said this, he fell asleep.”
He hadn’t looked for just God’s hand of rescue. Seeing Jesus’s face compelled him to surrender to the “weep”.
For the joy set before Stephen he too did endure.
He set his heart and mind on things above, and his love for them was pure.
On May 20th I would finally begin to understand. Intimacy depends on seeing Father’s smiling FACE and not merely seeking His rescue hand.
“Forerunner,” one said about me so long ago.
She said I would be persecuted, but now I gained new perspective at that night’s Aglow.
I’m “aglow” with revelation of my Father’s smile. So now I don’t seek their face or merely see His hand. I’ve been changed through the trial.
With my heart I understand, so…
death to the old…
and life to the NEW!
How I longed to carry an Olivia in my belly,
but it’s through her, Father carried me to Romans 12:2.
His “goodness”…goes first through His smiling heart before it leaves His gracious hands.
We surrender to His smile before we partner with His “divine nature” from within.
Otherwise, we may do good deeds but not from knowing we are deeply loved.
When we surrender to His smiling face, our deeds are not a “dance” for anybody’s hug.
We are His hands, feet, mouthpiece to those who cross our destiny’s path. We share His smile with them, because in it we have FIRST basked.
We are His hands, feet, mouthpiece before our audience of One. We are willing to stay dead to our old self…
…so we can bask in our identity as beloved sons.