Exodus

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I remember it. 2017. October 26, after battling a few issues in the house I tried to make a home - it was broken into.  Nothing was stolen - everything was untouched and the only way that the break-in was noticeable was due to the very back door being open and the bars being damaged to the door that connected the back to the front; which was pointed out by my youngest daughter.  I imagine that was quite a sight to take in at a young age.


The frightening reality?  The door that the perpetrator could not access?  On a normal day, it would have been unlocked and accessible.  On a normal day, my domestic partner at the time would have also been home during the day of that break-in; as he usually worked at night.  Yes; on a normal day.  But this, no, it wasn't a normal day.  This day, as we all walked out of the house - there was an unction in my spirit to turn off the air.  After all, no one would be home; for it was not a normal day.  As I passed by the door which secured the front of the house from the back, there was another spirit unction to lock it.  Why was this abnormal?  The back part of the house had a door that one could enter in, but it was locked.  So although there was a middle door in the house that could be locked, it was not habitual for us to lock that door.  But this day...   


It was evident that whoever came in, came in with an agenda.  There were so many things that could have been stolen but none were.  Their agenda was to access the front of the house, where on a normal day, someone would have been home in.  The fact was  - I had dreamed not too many weeks before that that someone had broken in the house, through the same door that it was broken into; and I had actually seen the face of this person in that dream.


Life switched significantly for us that day and the pieces of the puzzle were not coming together.  But out of nowhere, a song stayed in my spirit.  "Crossover."  I believed, and I still do, that Yahweh was telling me, it was time to leave.  That song reminded me and still does, of when the children of Israel crossed over into the Promised Land.  They HAD to leave Exodus.  They CHOSE the Wilderness.  But there was still a promise.  *This is significant, remember that.*


This song, and this unction to leave, would not settle. In my mind I wondered, "Where will we go?  Who will take us in?  How will we live?  This is embarrassing!"  nevertheless, against all of my mental battles, October 28, I told my husband, *then boyfriend*, "It's time to leave."  We were experiencing a few more things I won't disclose at this time but I just kept hearing, "We walk to freedom."  For so many reasons, that habitat was bondage and it was time to make my exodus. The next three days we packed up, threw away, and sold things.  As I think back, I may have left some things that could be useful but honestly, when you're trying to leave - the last thing you worry about it what you can't fit with you.

November 1, 2017, was the day I walked away from a three/four bedroom, 1.5 bathroom house to move into a double-bedded hotel - with three children.  November 1, 2017, was my exodus.

EXODUS: a mass departure of movement of people; also the departure of the Israelites from Egypt.

The ironic thing about this reality is that for months, I dreamed that I was living in a hotel.  Yahweh was showing me and preparing me for a new transition all along, you see? Since obviously, it was only my family that moved, this term of Exodus refers to my personal Egypt, or bondage.

The first weekend at the hotel it stormed.
We opened the door and watched the rain...
And then watched the dark clouds allow light to peak through.
I believed that was a message! :)

Few people knew that I was now residing in a hotel but it was exhilarating.  It was true freedom.  Little did I know that the next few months would be a season of wilderness for me.  I entered a season where some days the works of my hands brought the increase, and some days - no matter how I worked - the only thing we had was manna!  See, I'd planned my escape and was confident in how that plan was going to go.  But what's the phrase, "Want to make God laugh? Tell Him your plans."  And though, currently, that part of the story is not ready to be told what I do want to expound on is this word Exodus.  


As I study Moses and see the silver lining in each passage - it drew me into a few light bulb moments.  Moses was saved from death to grow up in his oppressor's home.  He was cared for as a prince of Egypt - with the blessing and favor of Egypt, again, the oppressor.  I'm sure Moses never imagined the day would come that he would have to stand against the very ones that raised him.  It would seem to be that Yahweh spits in the face of Egypt in this situation.  The very one that Pharoah took in would be the one to take away the control Egypt had exercised over the Hebrew Israelites.

Interesting.  Sit on that. #selah

The calling of Moses is significant.  Why didn't Yahweh call Him to deliver Israel while He was in the house of Egypt?  Why did He let Moses leave, become comfortable with a new wife and kids, and then say "Go back"?  Can anyone say "purpose"; That when the time and season is right, you will be called to enter into your purpose!  Every step of Moses' life was preparing him for His purpose.  It was in the wilderness Moses learned of Yahweh's presence.  See that?  Moses didn't KNOW Yahweh in Egypt, not according to scripture.  He knew that he was a Hebrew (otherwise why did he kill the Egyptian for *Exodus 2:11 - 12*) BUT he had yet to meet the authority of Yahweh, the Lord whom his ancestors served.  In the wilderness, in his separation, his own personal exodus - it was then that he met Yahweh.



It was in this season, 2017, that I really really met Yahweh.  It was when I heard His voice the clearest.  It was when I looked upon His face in the spirit and physically wept because I'd never seen anything so beautiful in my life.  It was in this place of my wilderness, I really found my purpose - I really knew why I was created.  It was then that I understood - Egypt was not a place for me to live, but to be delivered from and then obey Yahweh to draw out others.

*Sigh*

*Deep sigh*

*Really, really deep sigh*


Just as Yahweh told Moses that what was in his hand to use against the enemy was his staff, and just as He told Moses that Pharoah's heart would be heartened and prepared him for the battle - I reflect back and see that nothing that I have endured has caught me off guard.  Maybe others, but not me.  In those moments where I should have broken down, I was held together by the peace of Yahweh in understanding that I was now walking in my purpose.  With purpose comes enemies; and sometimes those enemies will be members of the very household you come from.  Remember?  Moses became an enemy to the household that raised him.  Oh man, there are so many words to expound upon but exodus; with a reflection on wilderness.  After all, where do you go when you're free?  Where is the refuge?  Mine, as Moses' and so many others, was in the presence of my Father.  Where is yours?  Matter of fact, are you even free?  What is your purpose?  Can you see it unfolding over your life?  Or are you still enslaved to your Egypt?  Have you experienced the firey presence of your Creator, Yahweh?  Or are you still trying to blend your identity with the very thing/people that oppress you?

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The first night I laid my children to sleep in that hotel room, was indeed a scary but liberating feeling.  They were safe, they were fed, they had all essential needs - but I'd taken us away from what I believed was a comfort.  I didn't understand that my exodus was tied to their promised land as well.  

*Think on that*

*No, really think about that.*

In the months and years to come, I would continue to allow the Yahweh to lead us into our promises; though not without days and nights of sometimes wondering if He was still there! LOL 

Exodus.  Can I encourage you to meditate on your life and allow Yahweh to give you visions, dreams, and assignments for your next season?  The process is all too familiar if we look at His track record! For example, was Abraham not called out? Was David not hidden, then given access to the very king he would replace?  Paul persecuting the same people Yahweh called him to minister to.  LOL...Over and over, we see the Yahweh strategically unfold the plan of those that He uses in a similar manner.  I think it's safe to say that we can't skip the process, but in some form or fashion - it all begins with exodus.



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