Spring is in the air and Easter is round the corner. I don’t think it is coincidence that Easter happens in spring. Just as the daffodils and crocuses are a sign that the barrenness of winter is over, and that life has begun again, the resurrection of Jesus brings hope of a new beginning. Just like it did more than 2000 years ago. That’s what Easter is all about – not chocolate bunnies and eggs.

It does not matter how dark your winter has been, there is hope of a new beginning and new life in our Saviour Jesus. What an uplifting truth! There is no darkness so dark that His light cannot shine in it and dispel that darkness. Every trace of it. I know what it is like to be in place where you feel like you have absolutely nothing to give. Yet somehow you know that God is asking you to give from your ‘nothing’. I know. I’ve been there several times. There is even a story about it in the Bible, a story so important that all four gospels record it in great detail (Matthew 14:13-21, Mark 6:30-44, Luke 9:12-17, John6:1-14). There are not many stories that we can say this about.

The disciples had more than 5000 people to feed. All they had was a little boy’s lunch of a few loaves and even fewer fish. It seemed impossible. They were overwhelmed. And rightly so. There was no way that lunch was going to be sufficient. Naturally speaking. A few weeks ago I had the privilege of going with a team of prayers to a conference in Turkey. Our ‘job’ was to provide prayer ministry for the women who were coming from different parts of central Asia. They were some of the most broken and persecuted women I have ever met, and yet at the same time they showed immense courage and resilience. I felt like I had no business being part of that team – I had nothing to give. Or so I thought. And I did not hesitate to tell God in no uncertain terms how I felt. There is nothing wrong with confessing our inadequacy to our Father. He knows already. And believe me, He is not in the least phased by it.

In the story, Jesus takes the loaves and the first thing He does is to look up to heaven. It is His invitation to His Father to partner with Him in this seemingly impossible venture. My volunteering to go to Turkey in spite of how I felt was my invitation to God to partner with me. Often that is all that is required – our invitation to God, either with our words or with our actions, to step in. Next, Jesus breaks the bread and the fish and gives the pieces to His disciples to distribute. This is when the miracle of multiplication begins – and keeps going – until there is enough for everyone. I prayed more hours and more intensely for people within a period of a few days than I have ever prayed before. Even when I was so tired that all I wanted to do was lay my head down, somehow the compassion, prayers, prophetic words and pictures kept coming. Until everyone that was assigned to us for prayer had received as much prayer as they needed. We saw women of all ages freed from fear, unforgiveness, hopelessness, the past, the occult and demonic oppression. A lady that was deaf and dumb spoke and her hearing began to improve. God multiplied our little girl’s lunches more than we could imagine. Only God.

I came away exhausted but having had my heart forever impacted by those precious women and by God’s goodness.   I know some of you feel like you are in a wilderness, others of you feel so empty that you wonder how you can be expected to be any use to anyone. Learn to ‘look up’ like Jesus did and invite God into your ‘nothingness’ to the Father. Hear Him saying to you like He said to Paul:

My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness. (2 Corinthians 12:9)

Invite Him into your weakness today, and allow Him to show how strong He really is. I would love to pray with you. You can email me using the contact details on the contact page (your confidentiality is assured.).