This morning I heard the lions roar from the deck of the lodge. Two males were on the go, looking for a place sleep away the day and making their presence known in the process.
Now I sit on a hilltop overlooking the plains, the sun coming up on the left while I look out over the hills.
Today we head back to the city. We have come up to the hilltop one more time so I can soak in the morning sun and write while the world around me wakes. My spirit is brimming with gratitude to the God who has met me here. It is hard to believe it has only been four days.
One of my primary objectives in coming here was to work on the foundational chapter of the book about time. I have been here before and knew that I had a connection with the land and the stars. For the first two days I invested deeply in worship – saturating my room with music and bundling up at night to go out and sit under the Southern Cross. During the day I wrote, but not on the main chapter. On the third day I knew it was time. I came out early again to this same hilltop and the words began to flow. Upon arriving back at the lodge I had breakfast and asked for snacks in my room. No lunch. It was time to lock myself away. I wrestled and wrote and re-wrote. By the end of the day God had given me a new frame. It felt right. There is still much work to be done, but somewhere in the course of the day I hit on something that mattered. I went into the evening with the feeling that I had done what I came here for.
I came with the goal of enriching the gift that I hope the book will be, and God has given me gifts that I hadn’t expected. More than anything is a deposit in my spirit from this land that will affect every area of my life. I will never worship the King the same, nor forget the gift of having all the immensity of the night sky for my spirit to expand into. He has also given back to me a facet of my writing I still had not yet access to. What I cast away He kept safely in store; treasuring it more than I could at the time. It is fascinating to watch my returning love for writing and my growing love for Him increase at the same time.
As you might imagine, I will leave today with mingled feelings. On the one hand, I am looking forward to all that lies ahead. On the other, sad to leave the land and the people who have been good to me – including the ever patient game reserve guide who sits and reads while I scribble.
Thank you for your prayers and blessings. I know they have had an impact, and I look forward to seeing the fruit in the Kingdom.
For the moment, I am going to disappear and savor this last sunrise, celebrating the generosity of the God who causes it to rise upon our lives every day.
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Thank you for Sharing your Experience Megan, I look Forward to What comes out in the Book and am Blessed God has Blessed you again with the Joy of writing. May God go before you and watch over you in the days ahead.
God Bless You
Amazing post! Oh how I love Africa…visited about 3 years ago and I will return someday…oh how awesome it was to worship under the Southern Cross my first night there. Loved reading about your time on the hill.
Megan, I have never worshiped under the Southern Cross, taking it for granted (living in Australia)
But as I read your story above, I felt almost as if I was there with you on that hilltop, soaking up His presence, His creativity, sharing in your intimacy with Him!
Then this ties in so gloriously with what happened earlier today. Phone prayer-sharing halfway across this continent on the issues of defilement of time , while the day was so young. My times, like my birth, had not been celebrated as Father had planned, so we began to gather those bits together, those blessings just out of reach, or slipping away like a tug-of-war rope through sweaty hands, and too many on the other end!
May I share more? My birthdays were often glossed over by my tribe and I’d hoped my 75th would be different.Maybe a huge Surprise! Surprise? Nup! But sister-in-law took me, my sister and 2nd daughter to lunch. Enemy pushed a few buttons along the way. I was disappointed when oldest daughter had a serious drama and couldn’t join us! Then as we were savouring superb coffee… 1st daufgter arrived! Pushing through disasters to bring me a beautiful flower arrangement, a hug-and-a-kiss, and then off! Wow!
Then last night I had to dump those flowers in the trash. There was a sense of grief and a lingering loss! Somehow I couldn’t toss the pearly-pink cardboard box with its pink bow that had held that bunch of love so beautifully since my birthday. I’m a reforming keeper-of-stuff woman, so it stayed! Didn’t know why…
This morning after the prayer, I heard his truth to me in the words “New Every Morning” I had to hunt for it and there it was- in Lamentations 3:22-24 that speaks of His mercies, His faithfulness, “New Every Morning”! My Times will be redeemed! So I prayed asking Papa God to remind me to celebrate each day- creatively… And then I saw that pink box. I can use it to deposit my celebrations of the Time that He has so lovingly provided for me, every day! So I have already hand-written that ‘word’ and put it in that box! His ways are wonderful, awesome, so creative!
“God’s loyal love couldn’t have run out,
his merciful love couldn’t have dried up.
They’re created new every morning.
How great your faithfulness!
I’m sticking with God (I say it over and over).
He’s all I’ve got left.”
A few of us here have been so blessed with the ministry coming out of SLG! There’s RG, AHS, Time, Land and ‘unpacking’ his provision etc! Your Dynamics of Time has opened up more, Megan! CDs always going in my car!
And I bless you as you continue your journey to bring this further revelation to birth, in this book!
I am so looking forward to having it in my hands!
Joan
Time is… 11.52am Monday 5/5/14
It was upon my heart to pray for you this morning. As I pondered this book you have started writing, I had a picture of a shawl being wrapped around you, then it came to me that it was a Mantle of writing and Wordsmithing.I have so much excitement over your book. This is going to be SOME book! Father is SO with you!
Hello Debbie,
Thank you for your prayers and for sharing what the Lord showed you. It was a blessing to me and I receive everything Father wants to give!