"Studious. That's the word that's coming to mind." I was impressed. There's only one way that this brother in Christ that I had just met was able to discern my spiritual disciplines without knowing me at all. The Holy Spirit had something to say to me through him. "God wants you to know that your efforts will go rewarded." That was the zinger. Tears escape my eyes for the first time in a long time. I had wondered if my devotions would pay off for a while now. If there's one thing I've learned over the last few months is that I can be very impatient when waiting upon the Lord. One by one others around me brought a prophetic word, tailored specifically for where I was at in my walk with God, given through words, phrases and vivid visuals. It was simply amazing, and a little mind blowing. It became apparent that I was underexposed to this kind of activity. That could be partly my fault, but maybe we aren't utilizing God's gifts as much as we should. That's part of Francis Chan's case that he makes in his new book, Forgotten God. Ever since I picked that thing up, it's been a series of learning experiences regarding the Holy Spirit. This night happened to be a crash course on gifts of the Spirit. After we finished praying, one of my friends told me that she saw a tree with fire at the roots. The fire was the fire of my heart that God started. It was a small fire, but I was told to not fear small fires. I've been hoping for a while that the fire would be unleashed and engulf this tree out of my impatience, but I am not to be discontented with the small fire. It was enough to ease my anxiousness for a while, at least. It was a lot of God in one night. One last adjective attributed to me was thrown my way: firestarter. This was a task or objective, not God giving me a medal. There's a lot of trees that need to be set fire to. I'm not the one to start it, but we have all been called to spread it. I always did considered myself a pyro.
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