Years ago, a well known prophetic teacher spoke a word to me which has stuck with me through the hard times.
Basically, it is sometimes hard being me because I don’t fit normal.
And for years I struggled with that very feeling.
Why am I not normal?
Why do people look at me like I am a crackpot for that suggestion?
It has taken several conversations with my Abba to comprehend the reality.
Normal is just a setting on a dryer or a number made up by skewing averages to fit your intended target.
Normal is in reality different for each and every one of us, because we are each different. On purpose.
It’s fine with God that I am nutso for words and music, sisterhood and family, creativity and sensitivity, the prophetic and healing.
Because that is my normal when I step into being who He has made me to be.
Yours may be patterns or numbers, works of your hands, the ability to strike up a conversation wherever you do, cooking like a chef, making baked goods to drool over tinkering with technology, teaching with skill, or organizing the best events…
However we best express His handiwork is to be our normal.
Without His guidance and empowering, our potential, our normal may fizzle into stagnant flatlines.
Today, come to the throne.
Press close to His Presence.
Invite His whispers of love.
Seek His wisdom and direction.
Rest in His embrace.
Then step out into the normal He has waiting for you.
When we take the leap of faith, He catches us. EVERY TIME.
Normal for us is to be the supernatural of Him with us, in us, and through us, Beloved.
It’s time to tune out the world’s loud suggestions of what normal should look like for us, and heed His Words.
Chosen.
Crated by hand.
His.
One of a kind.
Set apart for His purposes.
Empowered.
Necessary to His heart.
Be yourself, Beloved.
Normally living life in His hands š
KARLA LEES 