Portion of an old testimony:
Read at your own risk.
I have those days where I think that I may be a Mercy. Which means the three-legged octopi are out (pardon the inside joke)
Let me explain.
During one of my stints teaching, a group of my students were feeling a specific urge to spend time worshipping the L-rd. And I knew that He simply wanted to meet and commune with us. Period. No agenda. No info session. No prophetic word. Just meet.
So, I had taken them into the chapel with the express purpose of spending some extended time in the L-rd’s presence.
However, word had spread to two other classes and they decided to join us, which I was fine with.
The issue is that after about 5 minutes of worshipping, the two teachers asked me what the purpose of the gathering was.
“Purpose…?”
“Yes, every time we meet there is a purpose for meeting.”
Sure. We are just meeting with the L-rd.”
“But what is the reason you are meeting?
I was tongue-tied. I was fairly certain I had just communicated our purpose: to simply meet and dwell and be.
These two teachers then decided that we needed to gather I to a circle and discern what the L-rd was saying, at which point I verbally checked out.
This action of theirs had quenched the L-rd’s presence, when all He wanted to do was be with us.
It really drives me up a damned wall when people assume there is an agenda when we are meeting with the L-rd, and when they find there is none, they have to manufacture one or else find some reason to start speaking prophetically when the L-rd intended nothing of the sort.
It is also infuriating when the L-rd attempts to move one way, and we sideline that because we have all of this info that says G-d is somewhere He is not.
Needless to day, that was a day when I converted some of my design because it got sidelined to make room for the obsession with the prophetic gotta-have-a-word, gotta-have-a-purpose.
Gang, we gotta sometimes not have an agenda or a point.
Deal with it.
And Mercies, for the record, I get you more than you know.
My joy to chip in where I can, friend.