By nature I am a pretty reserved person. I am most comfortable blending in, and would truly enjoy going unnoticed. But at the Dominion Conference this past weekend, after the Prophetic Dance Class, I was impressed by the Holy Spirit to do something I would never do. As I squirmed in my skin, trying to quiet His voice and deny His urging, I had this one thought. I love God. And what was a giant thing for me, was a small and simple request from Him. So I Yielded. And in the process, I became free. Much of what we do is about others, but every now and again, it is about us. I yielded to His will and He showed up for me. It is in His strength that I minster, in dance, or song, or speech. When I want to crawl under a chair, He stands up inside me, making me bold. As I minister to others, I am myself becoming free. Free from my own opinion of who I am, and resting in the revelation of Whose I am. It’s not about me and my greatness, but about a great God who chooses to show himself through me. And so continually, I yield. God wants to love on you, and heal you and use you. Surrender, yield to His leading, and find yourself free.