I know my name. I meditate on it daily. I set my mind to do what is right no matter what the circumstances are. I maintain my stance and press on slaying my feelings with facts. I pursue righteousness because it is the path that leads to life, honor and prosperity. My name comes with gifts. I didn’t do anything to receive them or earn them - these gifts are priceless and are not taken for granted. My King has labeled me, called me, marked me as His. With that He crowned my head and neck with dominion, authority and power. I have an undivided heart as I enter lands He directs my steps to. I step in as He open doors repeating my name and holding tight to His power. I make the daily decision to allow Him to work in me and through me. His desire is for me to create impact in foreign place by representing His Kingdom well. My daily decisions are based on creating a lasting impression of His image to those around me. I bring the Kingdom where I go because I am unashamed of where I am rooted. I set my mind to love what He loves - I step into uncomfortable positions challenging the boundaries around me with intention.
I please my King by applying my heart to His instruction and shifting my focus from busy to bearing. I surrendered my pride and offered my whole heart to His service to honor my King. He is the One who saved me. He is the One who created me, called me, comforted me. Because of who He is - He gave me life. Therefore I sprint forward, set to give out to freely as He gave and continues to give to me. My King rejoices in my determination and I delight in His ways using my voice to speak what is right. I am not afraid to deliver truth or make decisions that conflict with culture. I break through false humility and work in a different way. I am careful not to waste my energy - I know that I do not have to hide behind or build boundaries. My King is the Great Defender - strong and mighty. He dwells in me and goes before me to help guard and guide me.
I enter into rooms and people take notice. There’s something different, something peculiar about the stride I set. I step in boldly when doors are opened not rushing my steps, carefully avoiding the trap of busy and the pursuit of hustle. You see, the land I am in has a culture that is different than the one I am from. It’s a culture where citizens wear the label Hustler as a trophy, a prize for the busyness they choose to bear. They are blinded to the weariness and worry their daily decisions or lack there of create. This culture is consumed with creating impact by boasting of busyness, seeking strength in food that looks impressive as they consume it. Blinded to the depletion of their power as they choose to conform to the ways of rebellion and apathy for the sake of discovering purpose and position. The very things they hustle for, they slowly kill with every choice they give away.
No need for hustle, no desire for busyness - these things are not of my Kingdom. I press forward each day into foreign lands with an open heart, fearless and faithful, applying the instruction I receive and giving out the knowledge I gain. There’s a different glow to my glide. I do not grow anxious for what’s ahead because my heart is secure in His name. My pursuit is not for a plan or purpose but is to proclaim the power His Kingdom offers. I am powerful because He is in me. I will make decisions to follow my King’s direction ditching excuses that are in agreement with their cultural conformity. I will bring Him honor and glory as He impacts them through me. Heart set, eyes fixed, hands open determined to give out what He puts in them.
When you sit to dine with a ruler, note well what (who) is before you, and put a knife to your throat if you are given to gluttony. Do not crave his delicacies, for that food is deceptive
Proverbs 23:1-3 (NIV)