I’m pondering this… it seems to me that some things, like certain songs, or artists, a note from a friend, a particular sermon, or a book, or a part of a book, etc. are anointed with a filling of life. While others may seem sterile and without life, like the author was just simply not filled while creating it, or they did not believe what they were putting words to. Does that make sense? It’s as if some things are just clothed with a divine power and it manifests itself in a way that the words become alive, with the ability to breath on their own. Like if you read a Scripture, or when a meaningful line from a book that just pops out at you in a way that it grips your heart with a passion that pours out and enkindles the flame He has within you, to higher heights, that you long for more time to sit with Him on the new provoked thoughts and feelings.

Somewhere along the line though, I am also pondering if some things are only living and breathing for certain people… people who are continually dissolved to the Holy Spirit. Over the last year, as I have been growing in my walk with God, and understanding more about intercession, or spiritual gifts, and having His Word become more alive and personalized to my own heart and life, I have glimpsed from discernment where some of the hearts of believers are around me in their own walk with God. Some I see as so rich and fertile, with a direct line to the Father’s heart, and they exude a reflection of His peace and ready access to the gifts of the Spirit. Then, there are others who I sense as having a believer facade, as if they are holding Him on their surface, yet not being indwelled by Him. I don’t quite know what to do with these perceptions that God is revealing to me, I have only been sitting with them in prayer awaiting His further unfolding of wisdom.

It’s an interesting position to be in to be able to smell the aroma of Christ within people… some people it is the headiest perfume that drifts on the air, while with others, it’s a scent that is more faint, but still there. God has us all in different seasons of growth within our lives, and in His process within my own heart, I am increasingly hungry and ready for every touch of Him. I just awake daily with a desire to swim and splash like a young child in the inheritance that His heart holds for me… while at the same time, I want to swim the distances of of my high school swim team days, in the solitude, momentum, and flow of His living water surrounding me, gliding over me, and even propelling me faster, as my heart rate increases, and I use my muscles to power through His water and feel drunk with the Spirit, and energized by His filling.