A Year of Fulfillment & Implementation


In 2015, I participated in my very first 21 day fast. I thought about what I wanted to pray about for the year – I wanted favor everywhere I went and in everything I did. Holy Spirit told me how exactly to participate in the fast. I obeyed. The outcome was astonishing; however, looking back a year later the outcome has floored me.

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My instructions were different for the 1st day compared to the remainder of the fast. Within 21 days the Lord spoke 20 times to me. Yes, I went back and counted in my journal :). Some of the things He said were things I didn’t understand in the moment. Other things were answers to immediate situations (and what I didn’t recognize until later those same answers ended up applying to future situations as well.) I journaled all of it. Every single word.

Of all the things He said to me, one statement overwhelmed me with more emotion than any of the others.

You see, I have always had a secret prayer. When I died, I wanted God to have considered me so full of faith I could be in the “Hall of Faith”. (For those of you who may not know what I am referring to, it’s Hebrews 11.) For years I had secretly desired this and for God to see my faith. I wanted God to consider me faithful. I wanted people to be able to stand and speak at my funeral saying, “If Jade had anything, she had faith.” On the third day of my fast he spoke to me:

“You are my child of faith.”

Uh! Wow. If I hadn’t received anything else through the 21 days, that was worth it. To hear those words – words I had been praying to hear for years. Remember when I said the things He spoke in the current situations were also for future situations? This was one of them. It’s crazy how we think a situation is so helpless or overwhelming but once we are through it – we look back and it is never as big as we had once thought. Then we turn back around and standing in front of us is a mountain larger than the previous one. Little did I know, the situation that had God calling me His child of faith, was more like a mountain range. The big picture was I needed to get from one side of the mountain range to the other. The only way to do it – was go through it. (Read “It’s Your Trial. Guilt? Or Innocent?” and “Breaking Through The Mountain” when you have time.) Like a mountain, going up represent struggles and then coming down represents things seemingly getting better. Oh! There’s another mountain. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat.

The things I discovered while fasting ranged from answers to previous prayers, things I was curious of but never actually asked, direction for the future, and just being loved on by God. How often we really do yearn to be loved on by God whether we admit to it or not. That stands for male and female!

I encourage you to embrace the challenge of the 2016 twenty-one day fast. If you have not already, join in. Once you begin, I bet you go past the “official” end date and finish your own twenty-one day fast. In December, I began asking God what should I pray for the year 2016? He answered: fulfillment, action, and implementation. The promises and dreams He has given me in years past all happen this year. I’m so ready. In the months to come, I will share some of the things God spoke to me within the 2015 year with you. My only intention of doing this is to be as transparent as I can be so you can see God’s power and ability. I want you to see how much God loves us. To do so, I open up my heart and leave it out for strangers to devour if they so choose to do so. I am okay with that – because for every ten that devour my heart, one is helped in the process.

Dream. Believe. Achieve.

Jade Getchell Signature

 

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The 5K


Oh, the 5k. Exhausting. Satisfying. Accomplishing. Overcoming. These are all words I would use to describe my recent experience, running my very first 5k.

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For two years now, I have run on a treadmill 3-4 times a week. I started running after I had my daughter because of self-inflicted knee problems. It was all I could do. Literally. My runs started out at 4.0 mph for 30 minutes / 3-4 times a week. Over the next two years, I gradually made my way to running at 5.0-5.5 mph for 60 minutes / 3-4 times a week (and could even give a short burst at 6.0 mph!). The increase wasn’t fast, it was gradual. Pushing myself a little more when I felt I had become accustomed to that speed or time. Sometimes I increased my speed, sometimes my time, sometimes both.

Running a 5k had been a goal of mine since I had Kait. I had become fond of running. Since I was running on a treadmill, I eventually moved from music to Netflix. Watching different seasons of shows can really help you through some workouts! (haha) When New Year’s rolled around, I had decided this was the year I would run my first 5k. So I signed up for one! I chose one a month out – not too soon – not too far away. I wanted something where I could see the goal in the NEAR future. I pushed myself harder in running. I had many, many more times of stopping for a second to catch my breath. I pushed beyond my comfort level. My goal for my first 5k was to finish in under 45 minutes. Not the fastest time, but with not usually running on pavement, I felt it was a good first goal.

The morning of the run, I really didn’t know what to expect. I was going to set my pace like on the treadmill and just go. Not caring who passed me, I just wanted to run for me. I warmed up, stretched, ate half a banana, prepped my playlist… and started. Within the first 60 seconds of running it was really difficult. With 30 degree air filling my lungs, my body just wanted to quit. (Treadmills are indoors!) I pushed through, my playlist changed to the second song, and my body just set its own pace. I felt a little “pep in my step” kick in, lol. I kept the pace as long as I could – and pushed until I couldn’t push anymore. As I crossed the finish line I saw my time… 29:09. Not only had I beaten my goal – I had beaten it by a wide margin! I was so disoriented from pushing myself that hard (in that cold of temperatures) I actually wrote my age down incorrectly on my time card. I have just recently turned 32… I wrote 35. I was dizzy and couldn’t get my bearings for about 10 minutes. Imagine my surprise when I found out I had won 2nd place in my age group – in my very first 5k!!

For the next 3 days, I could barely stand and barely eat. My body had not experienced this sort of soreness in a long time. Being so sore you actually had body aches (really muscle aches) that felt like you had the flu. The very thought of food made me want to throw up. I ate as I could and tried to continue to stretch my muscles out – but it was a task each and every time.

I really felt like I was pushing myself when training for this 5k. I was out of my comfort zone, I couldn’t breath. I was drenched in sweat, I stunk to high heaven. My times increased, my mileage increased. However, on the day of the actual race, I realized there was room to push even harder. A LOT of room! I was not pushing myself NEARLY enough when comparing the two.

How many times do we do this in our spiritual life? Do we push ourselves to being just out of breath enough where we can stop for 30 seconds and hop back on? Or do we push ourselves so hard we can’t eat for 3 days? Life is a run. We have 5k’s, 10k’s and marathons within our life. In order to win these races we have to train. A runner does not run one time a week for 10 minutes. They train daily. The eat the right foods. They go for extended runs. In our spiritual life, we should be diving into God’s word everyday. Praying everyday. Fasting when HE calls us to fast. In order to win this race – and do it right – we must be pushed outside our comfort zone. I bet you are reading this right now thinking about how much more you could push yourself to seek God. You are thinking how often do you do what God has told you to do – and now you have prolonged the finish line. Every race we have in life is preparation for the next race. He gives us an opportunity to train – run the race – and gain the faith and endurance to face the next race. The race that is uphill. The race that takes you through months of struggle. The race that has you on your face crying your eyes out because you don’t understand why you feel the way you feel. The race that leaves you wondering is God even real. They are all real races but He has given you opportunity to be prepared for them. It’s up to if you will train to the point of exhaustion. To the point of being satisfied. To the point of feeling accomplished. To the point of overcoming the battle and winning.

Be very careful, then, how you live—not as unwise but as wise, making the most of every opportunity, because the days are evil.” – Ephesians 5:15-16