In the months preparing for this trip, I had never felt like I had as big of a purpose as I did then. It was deep rooted, overwhelming, and God given. I wasn’t wavering at all. The enemy tried all different things to keep that purpose from being fulfilled, he even got a strong hold on my health. It didn’t matter though, I knew my purpose was bigger than that. My God was bigger than that.
Getting to training camp, I was thoroughly excited and ready to be sent, but for some reason over the past few days, my excitement lessened. I had joy and I was learning, but it seemed like the conviction I felt to pursue this purpose was diminishing quickly. Last night, I really started to try to figure out why. Everyone was declaring all of these truths that they believe God was speaking to them, and I had nothing. I couldn’t hear the Lord’s voice, I couldn’t recognize His face, or even feel His presence. Then, the only words that I could hear were, “you don’t know Him.” a heavy weight set in and within seconds, there was a war waging inside of me. The only thing I knew to do was to not only rebuke it, but declare the very opposite. “I do know Him. I DO know Him.” I was immediately relieved and not only felt the hush of the enemy, but the confirmation of the Lord.
Feeling like I couldn’t hear His voice or see Him was all rooted from this lie that I didn’t even know Him. I do know Him, and I am taking this knowledge of Him to a place that desperately needs and wants to know Him, too. I know Him. I know His voice, and I know my purpose.
