A Polished Arrow

¹ Listen to me, you islands;
   hear this, you distant nations:
Before I was born the LORD called me;
   from my mother’s womb he has spoken my name.
² He made my mouth like a sharpened sword,
   in the shadow of his hand he hid me;
he made me into a polished arrow
   and concealed me in his quiver. ³ He said to me, “You are my servant,
   Israel, in whom I will display my splendor.”
⁴ But I said, “I have labored in vain;
   I have spent my strength for nothing at all.
Yet what is due me is in the LORD’s hand,
   and my reward is with my God.”
Isaiah 49:1-4

I came upon this verse today as I was sitting before the Lord and reminding myself of the words God has spoken to me to prepare me to go to Guatemala. In the house of prayer today, I was also reminded of the prophetic word that a group of us got in Kansas City in August that went along with this Isaiah 49 and 2 King 13:17. It was a word about being arrows and being shot out the east door/window. So we got shot out, literally ...and got given an arrow to shoot out the east door. The arrow was in my hands and I threw it as hard as I could to signify God shooting me and the group out into our destinies!!! It's funny that only a couple months later I am making plans to be shot out into Guatemala for the rest of my life!