Come

Come

What a simple word. 

I heard God’s call that night but He surely had been working on my heart long before I knew His intentions. 

Reflecting on my walk with the Lord, through various seasons of my life, I’ve noticed three things: God reveals Himself to each person in ways that are unique to our own life experiences so that we can fulfill something bigger than ourselves; God uses each of our seasons to prepare us for key moments when The Holy Spirit moves us to action; Each season of our life has an incredible purpose.

Now, if you’re like me, and you’re a “do-er," springing into action comes naturally. When things need to get accomplished, folks call me. Have a problem? Need to fix something? I’ll give it a shot pretty quickly. Tell me that I can’t do something, I’ll try even harder! Both of those, if not thought out, prayed about, acted upon to show love and give glory to God, can create windows of doubt that the enemy will slowly creep through, attacking your sense of worth and capability. 

As a woman, going down that road leads me further and further away from being able to see the beauty within another and our own hearts. Those windows of doubt allow the winds of cynicism, shame, sarcasm, judgment, and self-reliance blow into our homes. Attempting to close those windows without supernatural assistance is exhausting. The enemy doesn’t need us to stand atop mountains and deny the Lord. He just wants to keep us distracted enough that we don’t see God moving them for us. He wants our hearts disconnected so our relationships and homes suffer. I never fully understood or even desired to mend those pieces of myself until I was vulnerable enough to see how powerful the words, gazes, and hearts of women are. How much I needed kind, generous and gentle women in my life. And how ultimately, we all need each other. 

When I wrote the song "Come," I was in a full-fledged battle with thoughts of unworthiness and incapability. I had asked the Lord over and over to show me what His intentions were. I began begging for a break, to somehow steady my heart which tends to break easily. I had been rolling through the ups and downs of grief, and if you’ve also been there, you know that grief wearson you. I was tired of thinking about how hard I needed to work when I should have been cherishing the fact that broken hearts are used in incredible ways when they’re united with Christ’s love for His church. The truth is: God’s timing is perfect. It’s not cliché. It also doesn’t make things easier. It’s just the truth. Acknowledging this truth gifts us with eyes to see how the Holy Spirit continually moves and inspires us throughout all seasons of our lives - not for our own satisfaction but for the fulfillment of His desires and dreams. I had left my windows open. I had gotten distracted. 

One evening, my husband and I inconspicuously tucked ourselves in a dark pew during a worship night. Sitting in silence, I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, resting my head on his shoulder. I became so peaceful and still. I began to hear the Lord speaking to me. “Come, come Danielle, your heart is tired. Rest in me.”  I listened in amazement and gratitude, hearing His voice call to me. In that moment, I felt my face light up with joy, and I was overwhelmed by Love. He knew it all… my crazy schedule, the grief, the doubt, all the tensions. He knew my heart. He knew my desires and my pain, and He wanted it all in an instant. He repeated it over and over until, like the stubborn child I have always been, I finally leaned into Him. He granted me this merciful, kind and gentle moment just so He could show me how big my heart needed to be for others and how wide my arms needed to be to accept love for myself. I claimed victory that night for my fellow sisters who feel that sting of unworthiness and lack of purpose. I reclaimed my identity as a spiritual sister for others because we are strong and powerful when we love each other well. 

Those simple words God spoke to me are a continual reminder to all of us that God calls us to rest for a reason. He’s preparing and growing us into producers of gentle and sometimes fiery love for one another. It’s what our world desperately needs. When we rest in the heart of our Father, there isn’t a season without a purpose. I hope that in whatever season you find yourself, this song inspires you to draw close to Him, that it encourages you to share His love in a deeper and more open way.

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