Born to Be Wild

It’s been about 10 months since I started to feel frustrated with certain areas of my life. I was feeling way too reserved and I felt like I needed to prepare myself for something new. Whether it was a new job, new relationship, or new dream, it didn’t really matter as long as it was from God. In the last few weeks, this thought has become more and more real. See, my life has always been very far from boring. I’ve always had a story to tell (a crazy story at that). So, for the past several months I’ve felt like something new needs to happen. Lord, I’m ready. 

I remember it like it was yesterday. I got on a plane with my only biological sibling, along with a few good friends. As the plane got higher, I couldn’t see the people on the ground, the cars, or homes any more. When we hit 13,000 ft in the air, the plane door opened and all I felt was a rush of cool air enter the plane. It was time to jump. Yessss, it was one of my all-time favorite moments in life. The freedom I felt jumping straight into the sky gave me the most incredible rush. Seeing the earth from a different perspective was exhilarating.

Something happens to me when I jump into the unknown. Whether it is the physical unknown or the spiritual, my spirit thrives off of being a part of what God is up to.  One of the many stories that illustrate this point was the day I drove by someone I had ministered to who struggled with a heroin addiction. I saw him standing at one of the craziest drug corners in Philadelphia and I could tell that he wasn’t well. He  was standing next to a few guys who appeared very suspicious and I could just tell  that they were up to no good. I had two seconds to make a decision, so I did….I quickly pulled my car over and jumped out. I know….that was crazy. I reminded him that he needed help, that God had a purpose for his life, and that purpose wasn’t to be standing on the corner giving up his dignity and self respect. That moment only lasted 10-minutes, but when I got in the car I was realized how crazy it was of me to run out on a dangerous street corner like that. That thought lasted a few weeks before I soon found myself doing something similar on another Philadelphia street.

Have you ever felt like you were unstoppable? Like nothing could hold you back? It’s such a good feeling; yet, can it can also come off as so unwise. One day, I was minding my own business at work when I heard a rumbling outside of my office. When I opened my door, I saw two grown men throwing punches, a behavior that will totally get you kicked out of my program. I had to do something! Yes…. this short,  5’4’’ gal felt like she was 7ft tall and ran in the middle of two men and tried to break up a fight. Thank God I didn’t get knocked out trying to break these two men up. My office neighbor pulled me to the side and told me to never do that again.I wish I could say that I listened, but I didn’t. There is something inside of me that just can’t watch these things happen and not get involved. By the way, the guys totally separated and a little later reconciled. Yes, LORD!

This was my normal life, constantly placed in moments when I had to make decisions that totally kept me out of the “comfortable” life. I could go on and on sharing stories of crazy risks I have taken throughout the years. I call it crazy risks, but  some others might think I’m just stupid. It doesn’t matter what you or I call it really, but I know that deep down inside I was created to be fearless. From the time I was a kid until  I was about 22-years old, I wanted to be a undercover cop to bust pedophiles, and later on go into the FBI. That job is not for cowards. I felt like I was born for it. Coming to Jesus changed my career path however, I am still a risk-taker and as a believer, I’m still supposed to do what the average person might be too afraid to do.

So, while I’m writing this post for whoever reads it, this post really is for me. I’m at a really interesting place in life and I’m reminding myself that I’m a risk-taker. I’m not afraid to go into unknown places. I’m not afraid to go into a war zone. I’m not afraid to deal with people that most humans run from. I know God created me to live a life full of testimonies of His goodness being expressed through my life.

I feel weird trying to be safe. I feel off when I just drive by situations that I sense someone is in great need. I know that in this season of life the children of God are not to be living the comfortable life at all. There are too many people waiting for us, too many problems that need to be solved. I’ve been asking God for direction and He recently sent two awesome people to give me a prophetic word. The words are way longer than I can share here, but what stuck out in both prophetic words was,

                                                      “Be wild, you were born to be wild.” 

I needed to hear that. I had forgotten it and I was so thankful that the Lord loves me enough to send that word my way.

I’m not sure where you are at along your journey in life. Have you forgotten something the Lord has told you? Have you forgotten a piece of the identity God has given you? It’s time to pull out the journals, the voice recordings, the dream books and dream again with the Lord. For some of you, the dream is already clear and all you have to do is go. The light is bright green and the door is wide open. People are waiting.

Please share comments, questions or thoughts in the comments section! Can’t wait to hear your thoughts!

For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power, love and a sound mind.

~ 2 Timothy 1:7