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Learning on the Fly


This morning I was reviewing something the Lord has said to me on more than one occasion: learn on the fly. The first time He spoke this to me was in July of 2010. That journal entry is posted below.
Our conversation began with me seeing a picture of Jesus walking quickly uphill. He was teaching as he walked, with that beautiful smile on his face, but you could tell his disciples were trying to keep up with his pace. I saw myself then, trying to keep up as well. It was such a strange picture that I even questioned if I was seeing correctly. Then, and this may sound even stranger, I saw a picture I had seen a few times before: me seated at a finely dressed table...and Jesus serving me his heart. It's not a gory image, but it's as if Jesus presents his heart to me, his very all for me to feast upon and enjoy. As always, the Lord brought such revelation to my heart as I spoke with Him about these two pictures and how they worked together. He began to explain to me that I must not get to comfortable seeing Him in ONE WAY or learning from his in ONE WAY. There are many, many aspects to our God. We must learn to embrace the Savior who said, 'Peace, I leave with you' as well as embracing the same who said, 'I have not come to bring peace, but a sword.' It's the adventure of walking with Jesus. He loves to keep our relationship fresh! As he told me in this journal entry, he causes us to see things or go through things that make us question, not because he's cruel....but because he loves to lead us into new revelation. I thought I would share what He told me with others this morning:

 
July, 2010
 
Teach me Teacher, the ways of Your heart. Take me deep inside. Show me the pathways that lie there, each leading to new truth, new dimensions of the Father. Teach me Your ways. How are you so generous to share what you have? Eager? Even with those who revile you? You give opportunity to those who will never listen. I don’t know why….but I see you walking in a hurry, explaining things, hidden things to those around you. But you are in a hurry to get up this mountain? It is odd to see you walk so fast, Lord, if this is truly You. You make room for me to join you, gladly, but still we walk quite quickly. It seems unfamiliar with me. Maybe that it’s that you are going somewhere. Somewhere you know and you are looking for whoever will follow whether they understand it or not. Kind of like what you did with Matthew, Peter, James….You just said ‘follow me’. Will you be willing to follow me although you don’t really know what’s happening?...that seems to be what you were saying. Learning from you happens as I walk with you. Learning from you is not always understanding what you are doing or where you are leading, but being willing to go along because I know you are trust worthy.

I see you serving me your heart, again. This is a much more comfortable pace! J Lord, show me how these are related? Am I on track?


“It is a piece of my heart to teach on the fly; on the wings of action. On the wings of demonstration. You see? My character is to move in more ways than one. I move the strings of your heart with affectionate love in quiet times. I move you to question, which leads you to learn. I move in compassion. I move in action. I move in swiftness. I move in quiet. I move in power. I move in mountains. You will sometimes be moved in romance under the tree…but remember. You eat here to go THERE. You are moved in romance to move my Kingdom into new territory. Part of learning from me is moving. Sometimes quickly to the next assignment. Wisdom knows when to sit and when to move quickly. In this picture, I am teaching those who will walk with me. No, it’s not the most comfortable pace…but who will go with me? Who will learn from me when it is not seated and comfortable? Who will go uphill with me? Those who can truly learn will make this choice. But, those who have not sat in silence (with me) will find the journey harder. The strength to climb uphill, to move and learn when it’s not as easy [comes from] sitting at my feet. This IS one of those moments: ‘let the dead bury their own dead’… ‘don’t take your hand from the plow’ moments…it’s a moment where decision if made not in the moment…but in what has already been built. Learning involves both.”



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