Anointed For A Purpose...
When he touched my hands, at first it shocked me and brought
me out from the place where at times that I could remain forever… in his presence. My eyes were closed tightly and I opened them
immediately, but he had moved on to the person beside me, who I can only assume
was there for the same reason that I was kneeling and being anointed with oil… the blessing of the Lord.
What would make the Pastor touch my hands of all the things
to touch?
I had never had anyone to do
that but then again, I don’t allow many to lay hands upon me, because spirits and the spiritual world are
nothing to play around with.
I was snatched out of the zone and at first I felt I had been shafted! I was saying to him within myself, “You didn’t
put the oil in the right place, you didn’t touch my forehead!” But, who was I to tell the one doing the
anointing on where to put the oil? I was
the one there kneeling, in the need of prayer and the anointing.
Then I thought… This spiritual world truly is something amazing because I hadn’t told the Pastor
that God had laid it upon my heart to be a writer/author, to his glory; and for this man, this servant of God to do something that he hadn’t done before
to me, because he has anointed me before… but upon my forehead. And then the next people after me, to anoint
their forehead as most Pastors do; I knew that my anointing had been ordered and instructed by God. I had my own (Genesis 48:5) When Jacob
blessed Joseph’s two sons Ephraim and Manasseh, the younger over the elder, but
Joseph switched his Father’s hands and attempted to correct him, but Jacob knew
what he was doing; and switched them right back. But then I didn’t want to be jilted like Esau
and Jacob and have someone get my birthright
(Genesis 25:31).
How blessed I am to have God show up in a direct manner concerning my
anointing, my blessing, and in my life in such a manner… How can I doubt that I have been called, just because I have had to
wait a few years? If I needed a sign, a clearer one couldn’t have been
sent. God knew the exact area that I would need to be strengthened. I have written
since my youth but my writing took on a new life – with power and without growing weary.
To do the work of the Lord, we must have the anointing or else we would wear ourselves out in our own
power.
God brought this day back to my remembrance when I thought
about how David had been anointed years before he would ever become King of
Israel. I ruminated had he gone through
the same anxieties that I have, had experienced – will it ever come to pass?
When I got up from the cushioned altar, I was rubbing my
hands in expectancy of what was next to come; and it was back to tending the
Father’s sheep… or rather working my accounts, but still working them to the
glory of God and it has blessed my soul to grow and mature spiritually – they are his
sheep.
If God hasn’t brought “it” to pass, then I am still being
trained and prepared for the promotion
that God has for me. Until then, a tending I go…
I just wanted to let God know that I remember… I am glad I
remember and I have found strength in the remembrance. Thank You Father. Amen.