Play Ball

I am currently in a season of learning.  Not only am I taking classes that are training me for my future but I am stepping out and doing things that are stepping stones to my destiny.

Last night was the class "Kingdom Create" where I am learning to create supernaturally.  I love how God has me doing things that are against my grain in the natural.  I love to create.  I love taking the ordinary and making it pretty.  That is one of my favorite things to do.  

However Joela without God has not been a person who could draw at least in my mind.  I still struggle with the concept but I am stepping outside of my box and letting God show me what He can do through me.  AMEN!

Last night when Papa God was speaking to me He was telling me that He likes that I will play catch with Him.  As I saw a baseball, He was telling me that He loves that I am not afraid of trying to catch the ball. 

This vision threw me for a loop.  I love baseball!  I wasn't very good at it, but I loved to play baseball.  I loved to play catch.  Some of my favorite memories are of me and my brother  Jerome playing catch in the front yard of the house in Dos Palos.  When I was living with my mom in Fresno, I had no one to play catch with and always felt I was missing out on an essential piece of my childhood... and here was God showing me that He loves playing catch with me.  (It was emotional to say the least...)

As my friend and I were driving home from the class she was telling me that there are a lot of balls that God throws at me that she wouldn't want to try and catch.  "Oh no God, not that ball, nope not that one either. I would strike out as I would just let those balls fly right by"  I was sitting there listening to her tell me her thoughts, my mind drifted to the balls that she catches that I am grateful that God doesn't throw at me...(Charity, you are braver than you think you are!)

This morning as I was typing out my "Daddy Play Ball With Me" vision, I was meditating on our walk with God.  I was envisioning Him playing catch...(with not only me but all of us - we are His kids, we are His Family, He is a good, good Father and He loves us!)  

I am craving more and more of Him.  I not only want His comfort, His love, His presence, but I want to play catch with Him.  

Each ball is an instruction or assignment.  Not only do I want to be the catcher of the balls He throws at me, I want to be the batter hitting them out of the park.  I want my singles, doubles, grand slams and even my grounders.  Papa God, do I need to bunt here, do You need me to sacrifice?  I WILL!  Just tell me what You want and I will do it for You!  

I not only want to be the MVP, I want to aid my team in their performance in the game so that everyone is the MVP.  I am not to compete with my teammates, I am to complete them.  There is no "I" in team.   

We are a team (family) and we are to be in unity.  We are to lift each other up and not tear each other down.  We are to love one another as family.  

I pray that you know that the balls that God is throwing at you are for you.  He won't throw me your ball and He won't throw mine to you.  Don't be afraid to catch the ball.  It is scary at first as you don't want to get hurt by the ball if you miss it.  It is okay, Papa God is there and He will comfort you if you miss it.  You will get better and better with each throw/catch.  Soon you will be excited to play, getting up before the alarm running to Papa asking to play ball.  He will never turn you away as you are His delight.

Enjoy your time with Him...PLAY BALL!

Until Next Time, God Bless!