By: JoAnna Williams

The One I love calls to me; Oh, how I am blissfully enamored with His beauty. As I continue to walk with the Lord, I recognize my need for Him and His love for me. It’s as if I’m incomplete without Him, because I am. I await his instructions daily; careful not to miss a word. I often pray; “Create in me a clean heart, and renew a right spirit within me, so I may serve you with clean hands and a pure heart’ O God .” This prayer was answered in the most unforeseen way.

Recently, I hurt my shoulder and within that pain the Lord spoke to my soul. He said come away with me! Let me help you. However, I couldn’t stretch out my arm to receive. It was in that moment that I realized I still was holding onto pride. Pride stemming from disappointments, in relation to the unreasonable expectations of others. And somehow there was still some residue of hurt lingering beneath the surface.

I didn’t know how to ask for help nor want to. It was in that moment I cried both tears of pain and relief. There was a breaking before the breakthrough. There I stood, gracefully broken. Then, He took me by the hand and we walked into a beautiful place called “Freedom.” ‭

“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.”
Song of Songs 2:10-11 TPT‬