Takeoff

Sitting in LAX getting ready for the flight to Boston. I looked pretty stupid with the timer going. Yikes!



Greetings from Boston, Massachusetts. I'm currently sitting in my dorm listening to music and thinking about how tired I am. This past week has been intense...but I'll get into that later. I wanted to share the "entry" I wrote as I was leaving LAX and heading to Boston. I hope you enjoy. :)


August 22nd, 2010
This morning at Savior's Place the Lord revealed His heart to His people through the prophetic. George Bowker asked people to hear from heaven on account of the global community and of what the future holds. I sat listening with eagerness to hear something good, seeing if any of it would be in accordance with my process of faith. 
A couple of minutes ago I boarded a plane heading towards Atlanta, en route to Boston. In a few hours from now I will land at Logan airport, with a lot of luggage that I hope i can handle. From there, I will try to figure out where I need to go. 
My thought process is maybe a little out of control, so please bear with me. This morning, the Lord spoke awesome things over me about my identity in Him and walking in my destiny. That idea comes in the picture of a bird. The bird is beautiful, and you can easily see this when he is on the ground, doing whatever a bird does. Yet, the word spoken was that it would be wrong for the bird to stay on the ground. It would be wrong for the bird to give into the fear of flying - because it is in the birds DNA to fly. It is a part of his destiny and what he was created to do; It was part of the bird's design. The beauty and destiny of the bird is in his flight.
As I sat down and got ready for takeoff, I saw those prophetic words become my reality. I am that bird, who's destiny is to fly. The airplane circles around the runway, takes a short stop, and suddenly i hear the sound of the blazing engine start to move. In that moment, I was in accordance with heaven and in my destiny. 
As we start to move faster and faster, I entered heaven and saw what the Lord was doing. I saw Jesus running around me, dancing with a banner. He was singing his words over me and rejoicing in my takeoff. And my only response was to dance with Him. I was in the air on a plane, on my way to Boston. 
My God is a sweet God, and He loves exposing the secret places of His heart to His children. If you take anything out this post, take this : you were made to fly. Every fiber and DNA was designed for your takeoff. You have wings, and they are your wings, so don't be afraid to tell your Dad where you want to go. Because more often than not, He wants to take you there. And as we begin in faith to walk in our identity, the Love and beauty of the father is stirred up in the air. 
I am so extremely joyful for what awaits me in Boston, and grateful that the love and grace of the Father has allowed me to take Him and meet Him here.
Love and Peace from 36,000 feet somewhere over somewhere.


-Timothy Shivers






A picture I took about a year ago in San Diego. Tony, Micah, Elise, and Mum....you should remember how I got this photo. ;)