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Inheritance...

Sweet Friend, You are my inheritance. There is abundance in your name. There is wealth in your touch. There is royalty in your gaze. You are mine and I am yours. 

The Lord gave me a picture once of my inheritance:

I was standing before the throne with my eyes closed and my hands out in front of me waiting for Jesus to manifest Himself to me. Suddenly I felt a hand on my heart. I could feel energy and power surge from this hand into my heart and then spreading throughout my body. It was so pure and direct that I felt that I was going to be knocked out. But something more forceful inside of me held me strong. Suddenly I was outside myself watching this happen. It was Jesus who had His hand my heart. He was bleeding - I could see it flowing from His hand into my heart. As my heart received His power and His blood, it began to pump His blood to the rest of my body, but it wasn't red blood. It was a deep purple - the color of royalty; and it was HIS. When removed His hand, there was a white rose bud in my heart. And then tears came. The came out of love and suffering. As they fell, they hit the rose bud and slowly, the it began to bloom full and pure and it became a fragrant offering to the throne. 

As sons and daughters of the Almighty God, we share in a royal bloodline from the Father through the sacrifice of our precious Jesus. Because of this, I know that I am called to live the "Royal Way." I am the daughter of the King, purified and strengthened by His blood. 

And yet I find myself stifled with fear at times of my being inept. How easy it is to forget that He it the provider and He is the sufficient one... 

I found myself, the other day, in a fit of rage against God. I recall screaming out to Him, "God why do bid me come and die and then you make me work my butt off just to do that!?" I am headed for Mozambique in the summer. In fact, I leave quite soon. And I have nothing together, nor do I have time to even organize myself properly. Where will this money come from? How am I to get myself over to another country I have never been to by myself without any experience on my own? It's mission work, for crying out loud. God barely anyone will go and here I am... willing! Make it easy for me! 

We just had Missions Conference at my school last week. I found myself entering in sorrow every single day. Where had my intimacy with the Father gone? Was I suffering the repercussions of screaming out to Him? And finally on the very last day during the very last seminar -  breakthrough. 

The Lord said to me, "My grace will complete you." And then He said, "Brianna, I want to introduce you to the Nations. You don't have to introduce yourself."

I had been going crazy trying to get myself "qualified" to go out. Where was God's glory in that? 

Rest in me, my Child, and see who you are. Daughter of the King. Beloved of the Slain Lamb. Provided for, fought for, protected, adored, precious, enthralling, ravishing...

You are Mine and I am yours. I will never leave you nor forsake you. Come...

And it is for Him that I press on. The Nations are groaning to see the face of the Bride... So I will rest in Him, be led by Him and work with Him.