Vision and Surrender

I had a vision of a baby crying. A newborn wailing. In my hands, the beautiful infant screamed with all his might against the travail of birth. And with my two hands, I lifted this precious child up to God. To my Daddy who knows the purpose for every delivery, the far-reaching reason behind every conception.

Like the process of reproduction, visions are given by our Father. They are conceived out of intimacy with Him. They are sustained through nourishing upon the Word of God. They can be aborted through fear, doubt, and anger. Miscarriages happen when our faith is too anemic to sustain a vision too big for us to fulfill, and visions, like babies, are too often sacrificed upon the altars of immediate self-gratification and religious misunderstandings. In our desperate need to see God act NOW, we forget that God is slow and patient, at work in our lives to mature us in our faith and our dependence on Him.

Yet, when we worship as we wait, the embryotic vision faithfully develops under Abba’s supernatural care. In faith that delivery will come, we prepare for the infant to enter the world for others to rejoice with us. Then in humility, we give the vision back to God when it emerges into the open. For a God-given vision to produce the fruit He intended, it must be given back to God again and again.

So what has God conceived in your heart through intimate encounters with Him? What has He nourished in you as you spend time in His word? What have you given to Him time and again in the deepest places in your heart? And, dear one, what has He resurrected when you surrendered all to Him?