Dailies On The Vine

Give Me Time

Revival 101. You constrict and confine the Holy Spirit when you do not yield your schedule to Him. From the pulpit to the secret place of your heart, from the greatest to the least, we must yield and make room for Him. Who wants to be rushed at a banquet, who wants to hurry through the experience of a fine dining meal?

There are often adopted attitudes that if the Holy Spirit comes, then we will yield. That is not how it works, for it is through our yielding and surrender the Holy Spirit is welcomed; and in faith, response, and reverence we host Him for however long He desires to move and dwell among us. A simple shift in thinking will make all the difference.

I’ve been a “church goer” all my life, and as I was taught from a young age to honor and move with the Holy Spirit, this is an area I’ve watched wane even in the most “spirit filled” atmospheres. Who does time belong to? The earth is the Lord’s and the fullness thereof… we must truly give it ALL back to Him.

The Lord says today, “if you give Him time, He will restore it!”.

The root of the word time is “to divide”. When we give time back to the Lord, He rightly divides, and we stay in sync with the Spirit. We must remain in Him in Spirit and in Truth. He moves beyond the limitations (of space and time) and brings us into His perfect will in the moment leading unto movement and momentum. Faster than a perceived second, anything and everything can change. This type of yielding is what lends us unto redemption and restoration, as there is no loss in this giving. What was lost, now becomes found.

“My son, if you will take the time to stop and listen to me and embrace what I say, you will live a long and happy life full of understanding in every way.”
‭‭Proverbs‬ ‭4‬:‭10‬ ‭TPT‬‬

“The one I love calls to me: Arise, my dearest. Hurry, my darling. Come away with me! I have come as you have asked to draw you to my heart and lead you out. For now is the time, my beautiful one. The season has changed, the bondage of your barren winter has ended, and the season of hiding is over and gone. The rains have soaked the earth and left it bright with blossoming flowers. The season for singing and pruning the vines has arrived. I hear the cooing of doves in our land, filling the air with songs to awaken you and guide you forth. Can you not discern this new day of destiny breaking forth around you? The early signs of my purposes and plans are bursting forth. The budding vines of new life are now blooming everywhere. The fragrance of their flowers whispers, “There is change in the air.” Arise, my love, my beautiful companion, and run with me to the higher place. For now is the time to arise and come away with me. For you are my dove, hidden in the split-open rock. It was I who took you and hid you up high in the secret stairway of the sky. Let me see your radiant face and hear your sweet voice. How beautiful your eyes of worship and lovely your voice in prayer. You must catch the troubling foxes, those sly little foxes that hinder our relationship. For they raid our budding vineyard of love to ruin what I’ve planted within you. Will you catch them and remove them for me? We will do it together.”
‭‭Song of Songs‬ ‭2‬:‭10‬-‭15‬ ‭TPT‬‬