Lydia Abigail// The Breath of God
“What no eye has seen, nor ear heard, nor the heart of man imagined, what God has prepared for those who love him” 1 Corinthians 2:9
Every season I enter, I pray for a verse to cover and speak over myself. This season, I strongly believe 1 Corinthians 2:9 is it. Growing up, I always heard that God has a plan over my life; however, to believe that is a different story. This season, I’m committing to believing.
I’ve learned a lot this year. I’ve learned that working hard, doesn’t mean you’ll reach “fulfillment”. I learned that my dreams, no matter how noble, are nothing compared to God’s. Did you catch that? How could I expect, to have better dreams than the God of the universe? The God who sees the milky way as a tiny spec in the entirety of the universe, the God who sees the smallest cell, the tiniest molecule, how could I expect to dream bigger than he? He knows everything, sees everything, thinks everything. And he doesn’t like doing a new thing twice.(Isaiah 43:19) We, however, only compare; and our greatest dreams are merely a spec compared to the dreams God can create for us. This is what I’m learning. That my only job is to keep in step with the spirit (Galatians 5:16), let him light my path (Psalm 119:105), wait patiently on the Lord (Psalm 37:7), and he breathes life into my circumstances.
In March of last year, I felt as though a new thing was coming. In April, I began a new series of “spirit inspired” paintings, where I worship and let the Lord lead as I paint. In July, I gave it all up, and told the Lord that any success would be absolutely useless and unfulfilling if he wasn’t in it, I knew I needed him. In August, I was reconnected (by what could only be God) with a childhood dance teacher, who offered to display my work in her dance school/art gallery. In December, I had my first solo art show in over a year, and successfully pulled a profit. This year, the Lord is using the partnership with the dance school to unravel a future I couldn’t have dreamed to ask for. Everything that has happened is completely from God. I literally did nothing but held out my hands.
I never knew what it meant to “die to yourself” (Col 3:3) until this year. I didn’t know what it truly meant to kill your dreams and let God birth new ones inside of you. When I’m striving and working, but God isn’t leading the work, I feel empty. I feel tired. I feel dissatisfied. I end up working incredibly hard, but nothing good comes forth. But when I stop everything, God shows up. Like a much-needed storm, he washes you down, picks up your work, and tells you he’s got it. And he makes things happen that you could have never dreamed to ask for. God’s breath isn’t just an exhale, it literally brings things to life (Ezekiel 37:1-14, Genesis 2:7, Psalm 33:6). So here’s my advice: Stop, and give it all up. And believe that he’ll pick it up, wash it down, and give you whole new dreams. That’s the greatness of our God, he makes beautiful new things.
“What no eye has seen, nor ear heard, nor the heart of man imagined, what God has prepared for those who love him”. Do you believe it?
Artwork and writing by Lydia Augustus