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Father's Day tribute, by
LaRonda Johnson
Acts 1:4 “On one occasion, while He was eating with them, He gave them this command:
Do not leave Jerusalem, but wait for the gift my Father promised. . .”
I have a friend who just can’t wait to open his presents. He tells of how he would get in so
much trouble at Christmas because he would wait until his mother went to sleep, slip down
and open his presents early. The problem is that he continues to sneak and open gifts
every time he has a chance. Actually, I can understand that as I, too, have trouble
waiting. Waiting for anything is so frustrating.
Recently in a class I was in, I learned a really important principle, “Who you become while
you are waiting is as important as what you are waiting for.” Is that powerful? As I
reflected on it, it completely shifted my mindset. Suddenly, waiting was no longer a waste
of time, instead it became a place filled with important action. That place of waiting
became a place of preparation that is vitally important to my growth and development.
In Acts chapter 1, Jesus told the disciples that they had a critically important mission to
accomplish, they were to be His witnesses and that the power of their testimony and
proclamation would spread throughout the entire earth. That is an assignment that I can
get behind! It fires up my soul and fills me with passion to move out and do
something!! But, instead of giving them a pep talk and sending them out, Jesus told them
not to leave Jerusalem but to wait for what the Father had promised. It seems that there is
a space between the initial assignment and the execution of that assignment. That space
is a place of preparation. In the same way that the disciples were not ready to run out and
change the world, we too must wait while God works deep within us shaping us, renewing
us and equipping us to fulfill His call.
The Greek word for “waiting” here is a really unusual word. It means to wait with
expectancy. To be sitting on the edge of your seat looking for the move of God. There is
a hint of urgency, a knowing that you desperately need God to move in your behalf before
you can take the next step. Following the ascension of Jesus on the Mount of Olives, the
disciples and other followers of Jesus returned to the upper room in Jerusalem where they
devoted themselves to prayer. They continued in prayer for about ten days, and during
this time God was working in them, leading them, transforming them, and preparing them
for what was to come. I see them growing in persistence and consistency. I see them
tenaciously refusing to give up. I see them reaching out with determination, refusing to
miss what God has for them. It was a time of becoming for them. They were becoming
people who loved to seek the face of God, who recognized that human action without
divine empowerment is irrelevant, who discovered that trust and faith in God supersedes
human action and, that worship trumps to-do lists.
When the time was precisely right, and everything and everyone was in their place, God
moved. Acts chapter 2 tells us that those 120 people gathered in that upper room heard a
noise from heaven like the sound of a violent rushing wind. That supernatural sound filled
the entire house where they were gathered and they saw something like a huge ball of fire
appear. Then tongues of fire began to move out and rest on each of them. Something
unprecedented happened - they were filled with the Holy Spirit who was the gift promised
by the Father! They were filled with a divine power and an anointing that would enable
them to succeed in the strategic mission assigned to each of them.
I want to encourage you to step into your personal waiting room right now. Perhaps you
are waiting for a husband, a baby, a job promotion, etc. Just as the disciples desperately
needed to be transformed by the outpouring of the Holy Spirit, God has something that
you desperately need while you wait here in this space. I know it is hard and that some
days you feel like you just can’t do it anymore. I feel that way too sometimes, but I can
assure you that your God knows exactly what you need and exactly when to give it to
you. My sister, you are in the process of becoming that beautiful, extraordinary woman
you were created to be. It is okay to pause in the waiting place and learn to rejoice in the
Lord! Breath deeply beautiful one, and know that profound things are taking place. Wait,
my sister, wait for the gift that God has in store for you.
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Emmancipation Day.
I always loved when my father called me “half-pint”, a term of endearment he used for me.
That was before I was ten and my parents divorced. As the youngest in a family of eight, I
often felt left out, specifically by my five siblings. But running out to my dad and being
called half-pint made me feel important and special. Despite the many difficulties in my
childhood, my father taught me what it meant to be unconditionally loved, an example for
me to know God’s love.
Thinking back on it, I wonder why he decided to call me half-pint...other than I was the
youngest and smallest. (I won't mention the cutest. I could be ornery sometimes, even
back then!) There was Laura Ingalls, from Little House on the Prairie, who had that
nickname. I did love me some Little House. Of course, there's a half-pint of liquor. Yet, I
never saw my father drink more than a beer or two while enjoying his cigar. Then there's a
half-pint of milk. However, I don't think my father considered that small carton we drank
everyday at school, the ones that could be so difficult to open!
The term half-pint has so many connotations; but I don't even care about those. I only care
to remember running into my dad's arms when he returned home from work, him lifting me
up with a large smile, and saying in his quiet, teasing voice, "Hey, half pint!" That image
was seared into my heart. I knew there was someone in the world who would always love
me and find me special, know matter what.
Happy Fathers Day to all dads! My prayer is that you understand the power of love you
have and will bestow it upon the young ones in your life. Then, they’ll have that indelible
example of our Father above and will carry it throughout their lives.
This year, spring cleaning began in my house two months ago. One Saturday, my cousin
David felt inspired to send me music to enjoy and keep my spirit aligned to God's plan for
the day, which was to get my house in order. During the days leading up to that Saturday,
I had been planning my attack-and-conquer strategy in one area of my house: the
garage. I had a vision of what the area would look like after I was through, and how I
would accomplish the task following a streamlined approach. That morning, as I took my
plan to the Lord, to my surprise, He redirected me to another part of the house entirely:
my bedroom. So, there I stood in a different room as I tried to discern what God was
telling me.
Moments later, my cousin texted me saying: "Today is a day to perceive the new thing
God is going to do in your life. However, for it to come to fruition, you must believe with all
of your heart that He will do what He says He will do and finally you must prepare your
mind and your spirit to receive the blessings and breakthrough He has in store for you.
As the praise & worship music continued to stream throughout my home, the Holy Spirit
began to shift my mind to allow me to perceive that there was a new plan. I then had to
choose to believe what He was affirming in my spirit. This then prompted me to stand
silent in the room waiting to receive guidance, vision and direction from God. I knew there
was purpose and understanding and that I couldn’t take another step without hearing from
God first.
“Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it?
I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert.” – Isaiah 43:19 (ESV)
God has so many good plans for us, and they are better than the plans we create and see
in our minds. However, there’s a critical preparation and an alignment process that
includes following God’s direction, even when it doesn’t make sense to us, or doesn't go
how we expected. The process includes surrender, refinement and yes, a season or
seasons of waiting. But how we wait is just as important. Ephesians 5:15 reminds us
“Look carefully then how you walk, not as unwise but as wise.” (ESV)
That morning, the process that began with God drawing my attention to an entirely
different place ended with a mandate to shift my focus to a place that God deemed was
more important in my journey. A spiritual purge of my plans from my mind, a literal
purge of my drawers and closets where I found many things from my past that I had
forgotten about. Some of these things made me smile, and some took me back to very
hard and painful memories and drew me to heavy tears, because I remembered where I
was back then, and knowing that God had since brought me to a new
place. Consequently, donation and trash bags filled my room. The next phase was
removing the trash, including those things that reflected a tormented and hurtful past. As I
obeyed and acted in faith, I began to receive healing and breakthrough. At the very end, I
then moved the furniture to the center of the room, to create space to begin patching
dents, stains and cracks in the walls. A preparation that was needed before I could begin
to apply the new, bright, and beautiful paint upon the walls.
“Therefore, preparing your minds for action, and being sober-minded, set your hope fully
on the grace that will be brought to you at the revelation of Jesus Christ.” – 1Peter 1:13
Throughout the day, I stayed in communication with my cousin who became the person
God connected me with for support, which also shows how God doesn’t miss a single
detail. Reflecting on everything that had been revealed during the day, my cousin David
wrapped up his message, reminding me that God was much more interested in
repositioning me for a sustainable breakthrough throughout that process, than simply
clearing out a garage.
As such, breakthrough often requires more than just a little surface dusting and
cleaning. It can require some purging and a whole lot of listening to God for His
direction. It can include some heavy lifting through prayer and faith while we remain in
that season of patience and waiting. It was evident that God used this experience to
teach me a spiritual lesson that would mark me forever.
Today, I sit and look around my new room with a smile on my face. It’s beautiful, bright
and it took some hard labor on my part, and a bit of time, encouraging support from my
cousin David, and a willingness to share God's word: Perceive it, Believe it and Receive it!
Thank you, Father God, for being with me through the entire process that was so much
more than just restoring my room to beauty, but for restoring me to a place to receive a
powerful and sustainable breakthrough.
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