Sit Down

I constantly find myself talking with the Lord about walking in grace in my daily life. The real life. Not the highlights or even the low lights. The every day, need to do laundry, I'm tired and need a weekend after the weekend life.

Every single time God asks me to sit down. To let Him direct my next step, to respond as a daughter who has been given all she needs. He wants me to pause and let Him show me what the enemy has stupidly tried to present me with as truth. To let my heart ponder the dreams, He wants to plant and to water them with the Word. A lot can be done from sitting.  I'm so limited when I choose to hold myself up.

Ephesians 2:6
And God raised us up with Christ and seated us with him in the heavenly realms in Christ Jesus.

When we sit down four things happen.

1. We take a deep breath.

2. We transfer the weight we have been holding up.

3. We look around.

4. We listen.

When we sit down we are positioned in the power we have inherited through Christ. In no way are we made more venerable.

Breath, stop holding your breath and breath!!! Give yourself permission to need oxygen. Fresh life will fill you. This never happens when we insist on standing on our own. I can not imagine taking a deep cleansing breath while sprinting.

These breaths and pauses with the Father. That is where we are refresh and reminded that at the core our source is only Him.

So when we need to respond to the world around us.
A rested and settled heart is far more precise in the execution of authority. We don't fumble, we don't react but instead respond decisively.

We are faster to command our authority because we can see the threat coming. Like a watchman in a tower. You know he has a comfy spot to rest and wait.

When I am tired the true threats get cloudy, and the false threats get big. This has been true my whole life. I am by nature pretty calm and collected but get Niki tired, and I am an unbalanced and highly over-reactionary woman. (Insert Hot-mess)

The really tricky part about staying seated is, It is always a conscious decision to stay there. It never ever just happens and it is sometimes a moment by moment choice. The Holy Spirit is so faithful to remind me to sit down.

But His voice is always calm it never yells. I hear him better when I'm not standing up on the inside. When I have submitted my heart to His heart. When I have allowed the peace that passes understanding to be the song of my day. That is when He doesn't have to compete with my noise and the noise I have allowed onto my heart.

There are times when I have let the world win, and I have firmly stood up longer than my little legs were made to. This is when I shake my head and wonder why once again I have stood too long. It's at this point I repent and turn around. I run right back to the Word, and I sit. The Word always brings me back to the one who was beaten, bruised, whose legs were broken and who ultimately sat down.

He sat down having won the Keys of Hell and Death. He sat down at the right hand of the Father having completed all that needed to be done to restore His beloved. He sat down and asked me to sit beside him. So I sit.

Ephesians 1:18-21
I pray that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened so that you may know the hope to which he has called you, the riches of his glorious inheritance in his holy people, and his incomparably great power for us who believe. That power is the same as the mighty strength he exerted when he raised Christ from the dead and seated him at his right hand in the heavenly realms, far above all rule and authority, power and dominion, and every name that is invoked, not only in the present age but also in the one to come.

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