As a part of my faith practice, I always take time to reflect during this season of areas that God would have me to develop, and clean up in my life. I thought to share my lessons in my blog as they unfold.

As I was preparing to leave for worship service one morning, I gathered my tote and handbag. Clearly, I heard the spirit of the Lord tell me to snap-close my wallet. I thought it odd, because for years, I have never used the snap lever, just simply folded the wallet. I was a bit taken, but thought it was perhaps a preventive measure of loss. As I placed the items in my truck, clearly and sternly, I heard the spirit of the Lord instruct me to zip my handbag. Again, I typically use the handles, but not the lock or zipper features of the handbag. After worship service, I usually leave my personal belongings in my seat. This particular day, the spirit spoke again and instructed me to gather my things.

I was so taken by the commands, I inquired of God immediately as to the meaning of the movements. Simply, the spirit spoke to me of how I have governed access in my life – not in one area, but overall. My personal items were unattended; I was too trusting, and accustomed to leaving my life and identity open for easy access under the guise of remaining approachable. I was ashamed and embarrassed as I considered the greatness that God had entrusted and the gift of life of which I have been so careless.

Obviously, the meaning of my life is beyond a tote and handbag; I had provided open access in many areas of my life and discounted the destiny that God had so graciously given. In this time of reflection, I realized that I needed to secure and protect not only my purpose, but also, the power endowed to accomplish the assignments of my life. Access at many points is a dangerous lifestyle. I was living on the edge. I was in bondage to the traffic exchange in my life; in essence, it was subtle people pleasing. Whosoever will let him come and pass through my life purpose. Some people used the access as a rest stop, some used it for a restroom to expel the waste and mess in their own lives, others a freeway for speed and others a bypass through a construction demo site. My lifestyle exemplified whosoever will let him have access. Recognizing and accepting is a difficult task, but a necessity to living free from the foolishness of others. The lesson: Stop lending your life.