Sunday, September 26, 2010

Loved in the Father's arms

Has any of y'all ever just soaked?
Do you know what that is? If not Ill explain it.
In 7th grade I went to Arbor Christian Academy, my Bible teacher was Mrs. Hollis (most amazing bible teacher ever). She taught us how to "soak" by just getting your journal, something to write with and your heart for Christ. She would turn on some praise music and let us go find a place to "soak" around the room. She usually turned the lights off and maybe just one or two lights on. Well that's soaking, we would do this for a little while during bible class each day and I found when I soaked.... I found comfort in His arms. One spring break day I woke up and found my mom in the living room soaking, so I grabbed my journal and pen and sat down on the couch. I didn't know what I was going to be stepping into and it didn't really matter to me at the time because as long as I was with Him, their was nothing better. So at first I just sat there, didn't pick up my pen and start writing to Him (like i usually would), didn't wait for some sort of voice to give me an answer I was desperate for ( like I'd do in class) but I just sat there. Then I heard a soft call to me say " close your eye's sweet one" so I smiled real softly and closed my eyes. Then within moments I felt a warm touch rubbing on my back.:) I knew in my heart it was my Daddy holding me ever so sweetly in his arms, and I was sitting on his lap. I felt completely loved and adored by Him and I wanted more. So as I had my eyes shut, he set me down and held my hand, he started walking me through a variety of flowers among flowers and Butterfly's among Butterfly's dancing through my sweet long curly hair, it was a Beautiful mess (as it would say in "The Shack"). We walked among a path He was guiding me through and later we came to a  sanctuary within this wonderful garden. The sanctuary was freely open and brightly painted with beautiful flowers all around. In the middle of this sanctuary was five or six small rows of chairs decorated with light purple ribbons. They were facing three magnificent golden chairs. He started to show me what that meant through my heart. It stood for "The Father, The son, and The Holy spirit". I was amazed at it all and started looking at everything around me from the flowers, to the butterfly's, to the tall apple tree's that stood above me, to His soft touch that made me feel Him all around me. As we walked, He stopped and picked an apple from the apple tree and handed it to me. Before I knew it, I felt the fruits of His spirit rise within me and so I opened my eyes with crocodile tears rolling down and a sweet feeling....I felt loved... in my Father's arms.:)

Wild at Heart
Katie Jones
 

Saturday, September 18, 2010


Hello everyone thanks so much for checking out my new blog!!!
I’m so excited for what God has planned. My goal in life is to make Him known to the world and let Him fulfill people’s lives. We can’t do it without Him… I love that when I asked Him what He wanted me to name my blog he said “Wild at Heart”. I asked “Why this name?” and He said “Katie my treasurer, you are like a little girl running through pastures of wild flowers picking the wounded ones up and putting them in a Beautiful vase. You take such wonderful care of them everyday and you never let them go until the wounded ones are now stronger ones that become my followers that blow from place to place, making a difference.”  I then took a moment to really understand what that meant also and realized that it meant- I am a flower with many seeds that blow off of me into other places that make more and more seeds, my personality is like none other and I can choose to be passionate about anything and everything or I can choose to fall in the ditch that was once my own. I chose to be passionate/ wild at heart about anything and everything.  

Wild at Heart
Katie Jones