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In seeking Him, I became.


I thought that I had to know so much before seeking God.
I thought that I had to be full of ‘the Word’ first before seeking His face in prayer.
I thought that I had to be pure before I could seek Him.
I thought that I had to be clean before seeking Him.
I thought I had to have figured out a lot of things about this life before I sought Him.
I thought I had to know Him quite well enough before I could speak to Him.
No…

I have learnt that it was when I went in my nothingness that I became everything.
I have learnt that in approaching Papa in my nakedness, He was able to clothe me in His warmth and provide me with efficiency in my deficiencies.
When I sought Him, I became a hardworker.
When I sought Him, I became clean.
When I sought Him, I became pure.
When I sought Him, I became better.

I only changed and became, when I sought Him whiles I was deficient.

In this walk of ours, the first step is to approach Papa in your truth.
“Come as you are”, He says.
Come, naked, empty, broken, impure, indecent, shattered, lost, confused, unintelligent… just, “come as you are”.

Seek ye first the Kingdom of God, and all other things shall be added unto you.
This command is not a joke.
In seeking Him, I received the added value of becoming better.
I can only become who I am meant to be, when I have sought Him… first.

Babe, seek Papa first.
You’ll figure your walk on this earth much better and easier when you do.
Trust me.
This is continuously being tried and tested…

Blessings.

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