Nothing Left by Warrior Date Published: 1 August 2005 Our contributor this month is a genuine mystery writer called Warrior. In the story Warrior is a she, but in fact could actually be anyone of you, either male or female. The story reflects something that thousands of believers go through at some stages of their lives – the place where you feel like you have nothing left anymore, you have 'died to yourself'. There seems nothing more to hang on to - the only place to turn, is to rely and completely trust in God.

Many artists, singers, musicians, and ministers have walked this road. You may have been a person who has scaled the heights, had profile, ministry, success, a touch of the dream, but now you are hidden, broken, lost, hurt, shunned, excluded, at the end, unknowing of the future. Jesus said to rejoice in this place, but it is not always easy. Warrior's story will encourage you with God's heart in your situation. There is always hope with the Lord, because He will never leave you or forsake you. His thoughts toward you are always good – for a future and a hope. ARTICLE Warrior– Nothing Left Warrior stood drenched in the pouring rain. High on the edge of the cliff overlooking an angry gray ocean, her eyes searched the horizon not even knowing what she was looking for anymore. The pain throbbing in her heart overwhelmed any sense of cold in her body. Back and forth, Warrior's eyes scanned desperately, searching in the hope that something, anything would be recognized by her spirit. The daylight had all but gone; the torrential rain and biting wind tore at her determination to stay there - until an answer had been found, yet, as the last glimmer of light faded, there was nothing left to search for on the horizon. Another day had played its tune, she turned in bitter disappointment; the music was so removed from the song in her beating heart. A restless night preceded the coming of dawn. Pain brought her back to the cliff once again to search the horizon as the sun rose to announce another day of music, but it all sounded out of tune to Warrior. Tears welled up in her eyes. "Where is it?" she whispered to her King. "Where is what?" a gentle warmth spoke into her spirit. "My life" she replied, her voice hardly audible as she held back her sobbing. Warrior longed for the presence of Majesty; in stillness she stood waiting. "Why are You so far away?" she whispered. "I am always with you," the love of Majesty's voice was so clear. " It doesn't feel like it," she sobbed. Warrior fell on her knees and bowed her head to the ground. "My life is Yours, You know that. But it hurts. It all hurts, and nothing makes sense anymore." She lifted her head and looked to the morning sky as tears paved their way down her cheeks. "There's nothing left. There's nothing left of my life." Warrior said, her voice filled with sadness. "What do you mean?" asked Majesty gently. Desperation filled her heart as she spoke. "Every part of my heart hurts. Every part of my reasoning doesn't work any more, every thing I've ever known to work, doesn't work any more, Every where I turn I need a miracle, and every resource I have ever had is no longer there. There is nothing. There's absolutely nothing. I feel like I'm dying." "You are," Majesty replied. Warrior listened to the stillness. She was listening for Majesty's voice, to hear Love, because it helped her bleeding wounds. "Child, you thought you had given Me your life but you hadn't. Yet your heart longed for Me. You can never truly find Me until your life is stripped away. When your life is gone, you are able to find Mine. When your ways have gone, then you are able to learn and live in My ways. When all your resources have gone, then I am able to be your true resource. I am sorry that it has hurt you so much. I have lived your pain with you. But please trust Me. I know that letting go of what you know, and what you have, causes such grief; I understand. But I want you to know this - when you totally let go I am already carrying you into My heart. I will not let you fall. When you let it all go, I am able to place you where you belong …in Me." "I have no idea what that feels like - I'm so sorry." Warrior's apology was soft and deep. "There's no need to apologize; you are saying goodbye to life as you've known it. Child, letting go of what you know takes time; clinging on to something new also takes time. The cry of your heart is for Me, and I have been answering your prayers." Majesty tenderly explained. "How do I get through each day?" she asked. "Search for Me. Draw near to Me. Spend time with Me. I'm always there. You may not always feel Me there, but I am there with you - allow Me to carry you." Majesty encouraged. "Some days I can't breathe because of the pain," said Warrior. "I know. But know that I am breathing on you, sustaining you whilst you take this journey into My heart." Majesty urged. "Majesty, some days I can't find You." The tears flowed from her reddened eyes. "The day is coming My child, when you won't have to find Me any more. We will dwell in continual communion, because you will be living in Me - every moment of every day," said Majesty. "So is that where I find my life?" Warrior asked, wondering if she had finally found the answer. "Yes. Most of My people don’t ever find their true life whilst on earth." He said. "Why not?" asked Warrior. "Because they’re not prepared to die," answered Majesty. A thick presence of Love filled the air as Warrior watched the sun rise into the sky. She had struggled so long, her pain so deep, yet, she finally realized that it was only now that her heart was ready to hear Majesty's truth. To tell her, that He was using the equation of her life as it was right now, to draw her into true intimacy with Him. It was too late to turn back to what was - in her heart she didn't want to go back anyway. All she wanted was Majesty, and she knew that she would finally find the music her heart had longed to hear when the journey into Majesty's heart was complete. "Majesty…?" she gently spoke. "I'll never leave you," He whispered. "Never…" By Warrior

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