GLORIOUS LIVING
Article by Apostle Connie Foster
Harp of God Ministries in Detroit, Michigan
YOU ARE ON
AN ASSIGNMENT
We live with uncertainties commonly spoken as "I don't know". The very total existence of one's inhabited dreams can be fulfilled by giving them the attention that is required to make them a reality. Not only does it require attention, but it also requires humility. There is an equal space of voided human existence that is forever present. That space has no plans, has no preparation, and it has no purpose, it just lingers in the balances of empty space. Yet, there is an emptiness inside of us, such a feeling of despair that is determined to comprehend the darkness of nothing and the grip of fear that tries to override our faith, realizing that this is why I am here. A beginning to an end, and yet we still need direction.
You are looking for a comfort zone and a familiar place, constantly questioning your ability to be processed enough for use. What do you do when you know you have somewhere to go and something to do, but you're stuck? That when the cry for help becomes a sound and not an inner thought. Every now and then you must make some noise so that your Heavenly Father can assist you and be that help that He speaks of, a very present help in the time of trouble (Psalm 46:1). There is a task that is set before us all. We cannot
"Still I sat only to start over again and again because I had to finish what I started."
avoid being used by God.
This was one of the hardest writing assignments I had when I was writing for the newsletter. I started over several times and once the computer erased everything that I had typed. Still I sat only to start over again and again because I had to finish what I started. Not only was it my responsibility to provide a heartfelt note to the readers, but this was the assignment that I had been given and entrusted with. Several years ago, someone saw in me what I did not see in myself. With just a small amount of encouragement from them, I took on the assignment. I was mature enough to know that it was God himself, the Holy Spirit, the Creator that desired something for the world that I could not give on my own.
Every month, I am pressed right up to the last day to write, not because I am lazy