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  • The Maturing of Prophetic Sight: Leaving the Partial and Stepping Into Fullness

    December 4th, 2025

    By Jennifer McPherson

    We have reached an extraordinary and holy moment in the Body of Christ—a time where the Prophetic is not being discarded, but being matured. The partial is fading, and the fullness is beginning to break through.

    If you had told me one year ago that my prophetic sight was veiled, I would have argued. I would have defended my accuracy, my experiences, my discernment. But this is what children do—they assume the little they know is the whole. And like a child, I did not yet recognize how much of what I perceived in the Spirit was still filtered through a veil.

    But now, the Spirit of God is calling to His Bride, His Church, His Ekklesia with the same invitation He gave John in Revelation:

    “Come up here, so you can see what must take place after this.”

    This is not merely an invitation to see more—it is an invitation to see from a higher place.

    We are crossing a threshold.
    We are leaving an age defined by partial sight through gifts and entering an age defined by clear sight through sonship.
    This is not the removal of the prophetic; it is the maturing of it.

    Let me be clear:
    I am not saying the prophetic is obsolete.
    I am saying the prophetic is being transformed.

    What Does Maturity Look Like?

    When I speak of the prophetic being matured, I’m referring to the veil being lifted—the veil of religion, the veil of fear, the veil of carnality, and the veil of self. What remains is the pure lens of the Father’s love.

    The gift has always been present in every person. But the maturing of that gift is what purifies our sight.

    Just as children are born with natural sight, I believe we are all born with prophetic sight. Yet like children, our ability to interpret what we see must develop.

    Think of a baby. They see you, but they cannot articulate what they behold. Their eyes are functioning, but their cognition lags behind.

    Prophetic sight works the same way.
    We may see accurately, but our understanding is immature.
    We may hear clearly, but our interpretation is incomplete.
    We may perceive spiritually, but we do so through a partial lens.

    As we mature in our revelation of Christ—and therefore our revelation of the Father’s love—our sight becomes aligned with His nature. We begin to perceive as He perceives. We begin to see through the lens of His heart.

    Seeing Through the Veil

    It can be difficult to admit that most of what we see prophetically is viewed through a veil. But the Apostle Paul explains this reality plainly:

    “We know in part, and we prophesy in part.”

    This means that even when the Spirit reveals something, our cognition—our spiritual understanding—often remains underdeveloped. We perceive the whisper but not the fullness of the heart behind it.

    Yet Paul continues:

    “When love’s perfection arrives, the partial will fade away.”

    There are many depths to this statement, but one truth burns brightly within me:

    The more we mature in our awareness of the love of God, the less we depend on the diminished form of prophecy.

    Because love is the greater revelation.
    Love is the maturity of the Body.
    Love is the fullness to which the gifts have always pointed.

    The goal was never accurate prophetic words.

  • Building What’s in His Heart

    December 3rd, 2025

    Why I’m Done Building Systems and Only Want to Build People

    By Jennifer McPherson

    I’ve come to a place in my life where I only want what God wants.
    I don’t want the system.
    I don’t want the politics.
    I don’t want the maneuvering, the image-management, or the subtle manipulation that so often creeps into ministry.

    I just want to see what He wants.

    A Vision That Reframed Everything

    About a year ago, the Lord gave me a picture about building.
    I saw myself standing in a vast open space in the Spirit.
    There were bricks.
    There were tools.
    And there was land stretching out farther than my eyes could follow.

    I asked Him,
    “Lord, what are You asking me to build?”

    He answered,
    “I want you to build My house.”

    At the time, I was still carrying deep rejection, unhealed wounds, and areas of brokenness that shaped how I interpreted His voice. So naturally, I assumed He meant a ministry—something public, visible, structured, and easy for others to applaud.

    But the more I sat with Him, the more He began to unravel my assumptions and reveal His heart.

    His House Is Not an Institution—It Is People

    Scripture says plainly that God’s dwelling place is no longer a building.

    We are His house.
    We are His dwelling place.

    His home is not made of brick, stage lights, leadership hierarchies, or ministry logos.
    His home is made of sons and daughters filled with His Spirit.

    The Lord wasn’t asking me to build a ministry.
    He was asking me to build people.

    To build hearts.
    To build identity.
    To build sons and daughters who know who they are and who He is.

    And that realization wrecked me.

    The Kind of Building That Requires Surrender

    There has always been a part of me that loves creating, organizing, planning, and bringing things to life. But what He was asking for wasn’t infrastructure.

    It was surrender.

    This kind of building requires letting go of control.
    It requires allowing Him to do the forming.
    It requires loving people enough to not mold them into our image, but into His.

    There are countless ways to build people:

    • through presence
    • through compassion
    • through listening
    • through affirmation
    • through calling them higher
    • through seeing what God sees in them

    But none of it can be done in our own strength.
    It all flows from His heart.

    The Place I Stand Today

    Some days, it feels like ground is being lost.
    Some days, it feels like the things I fought to hold together are slipping away.

    But the Lord has taught me a simple truth:

    He is the start and the finish.
    He is the destination and the journey.
    He is it.

    There is no hidden agenda in me anymore.
    I’m not maneuvering for position.
    I’m not strategizing for influence.
    I’m not building for visibility.

    He told me to build His people.
    And that is enough.

    I refuse to build through pressure, politics, performance, or pretense.
    If it’s not flowing from His heart, I want no part of it.

    Reflection

    • What does “building God’s house” look like in your life right now?
    • Have you ever mistaken a ministry assignment for a heart assignment?
    • How might God be inviting you to build people, not projects?

    “You also, like living stones, are being built into a spiritual house to be a holy priesthood…”
    — 1 Peter 2:5

  • The Distorted Perception Revealed in the Temple System

    December 2nd, 2025

    By Jennifer McPherson

    We often don’t realize how much our perception of God shapes our entire experience of Him. If we believe He is distant, we will feel distant. If we believe He is angry or demanding, every moment will be filtered through fear or performance. But when we believe He is near—when we believe He is love—everything in our spiritual life begins to shift.

    The truth is that everyone has theology. Even the person who claims not to believe in God still holds an internal idea of what God is or isn’t. The real question isn’t whether you have theology—the question is whether your theology is rooted in truth or in a veiled perception formed by shame, fear, or painful experience.

    Many people assume their experiences shape what they believe about God, but the opposite is also true:
    we interpret our experiences through what we already believe about Him.
    Your life will always reveal your theology long before your words do.

    This veil of distorted perception didn’t begin in the days of Moses or at the building of the Temple—it began in Eden. God declared humanity good, whole, and complete. Yet one lie from the serpent—“You are not enough; something is missing”—was enough to create the first fog over human sight. That lie planted shame. Shame birthed fear. Fear created the illusion of distance. And for the first time, humanity hid from the One who had always walked with them in perfect love.

    Scripture calls this alienation “a condition of the mind.” We became foreign to God in our perception, not in His heart toward us. And from that moment onward, humanity began constructing systems, rituals, and rules to try to bridge a distance that God never created.

    This is where the temple system was born.

    When God said through Jeremiah that He never asked Israel for sacrifices or burnt offerings, it confronts some of our long-held assumptions. But it makes sense when we realize that a people who believed they needed to appease God would interpret His nearness as demand, His invitation as duty, His holiness as threat. God desired relationship, and we built a system. God longed to dwell with us, and we insisted on sending representatives in our place.

    So, God met Israel at the level of their perception—not because it was His desire, but because it was the only place they could imagine Him.

    The physical temple became a picture of humanity’s internal landscape under a veil. The outer courts—the place of washing, sacrifice, and constant activity—reflected our tendency to keep our relationship with God surface-level, swallowed up in performance, guilt, and sin-consciousness. Many people still live their entire Christian lives in these outer spaces, believing God is always slightly out of reach.

    Deeper in, the Holy Place represented the soul—the realm of transformation, renewal, and learning. Here were symbols of revelation, communion, and worship. It was a place of spiritual growth, but also a place where only priests could enter. It subtly reinforced the idea that someone else must go deeper for us, that someone holier, more anointed, or more spiritual must access God on our behalf. Many believers today still live here—always in process, never arriving, always depending on leaders to carry them into a deeper experience of God.

    And then there was the Holy of Holies—the place of pure, unfiltered presence. A space with no striving, no human activity, no light except the light of God Himself. This was the place that mirrored God’s original intention: face-to-face communion. But under the old covenant, this place was visited only once a year by only one man. That, too, reflected the veil—humanity believing God was too holy, too distant, too dangerous to be near them.

    Yet Jesus came to destroy that illusion.

    When the veil tore from top to bottom at His crucifixion, it wasn’t just fabric ripping—it was a mindset collapsing. The delusion of distance died. The era of systems ended. The idea that God needed to be appeased or mediated was shattered forever. Heaven made the first move, tearing down what humanity had built to protect itself from a God it misunderstood.

    Jesus didn’t just remove the veil; He carried us directly into the place we were always meant to be. In Him, we became the dwelling place of God. We became the Holy of Holies. We became the temple where heaven meets earth—not through our effort, but through His union with us.

    So the real question today is not, “How do I get closer to God?”
    The real question is, “Where am I living in my awareness of Him?”

    Some remain in the outer court—striving, trying to qualify, always feeling not enough.
    Some remain in the Holy Place—always transforming, but never resting.
    But the invitation of Christ is to live in the Holy of Holies, where the veil is gone and the distance has been destroyed.

    This shift doesn’t happen through behavior. It happens when the heart turns.
    “When the heart turns to the Lord, the veil is lifted.”
    Not when we get better.
    Not when we fix ourselves.
    Not when we finally “arrive.”

    Just when the heart turns.

    Everything Jesus came to accomplish was aimed at removing the illusion of separation so we could see the Father clearly again—and in seeing Him, finally see ourselves.

    It really is as simple and as profound as this:
    When the veil is gone, we stop living toward God and begin living with God.
    We stop striving our way inward and realize we are already home.

  • Ruined for Anything Less Than Love

    December 1st, 2025

    How God restored my voice, healed my identity, and awakened joy I never knew was possible.

    By Jennifer McPherson

    There are moments in life where words fail — and yet, somehow, the heart still finds a way to speak. I don’t fully know how to reconcile who I was five years ago with the woman I am today. When I look back, my only response is awe. Awe of the power of God. Awe of His faithfulness. Awe that He gave me my voice back.

    I stand here now with more clarity, more freedom, and more wholeness than I ever imagined possible. Every veil He removed, every distortion He corrected, every lie He replaced with truth — all of it has brought me into a life I never believed I could have. He took places where my confidence was dust and filled them with the blessed assurance of being held firmly in Christ.

    How do you explain a transformation like that?
    I don’t know that you can.

    The Woman I Was — And the Woman I Am Becoming

    There were so many days I didn’t see worth in myself. So many moments where I doubted the beauty of the person God created. But today, something has shifted in the deepest part of me. I’m no longer ashamed of who I was. I’m grateful for her — the girl who kept standing, who kept trying, who carried light even when she didn’t know it.

    She had some incredible qualities.
    She had places of breathtaking brightness.
    And she was meant to share that light with the world.

    And now… I get to be happy.
    I get to be joyful.
    I get to be content with the person God so purposely shaped.

    The Joy That Feels Like a New Language

    For the first time in my life, I feel joy expanding inside me like a living thing. It starts small and then grows — bigger and brighter until I feel almost overwhelmed with gratitude. It feels like resurrection. It feels like breath.

    It feels like life.

    And there’s no shame in it. No guilt in receiving what God has freely given. No fear of being “too much.” Just a deep awareness that the One who began this good work in me is faithfully bringing it into fullness.

    The God Who Chased Down My Darkness

    This part makes me weep every time I say it:

    He chased down every dark cloud.
    He confronted every false identity.
    He ran after every part of me that was lost, confused, or afraid.

    He is triumphant.
    He is victorious.
    He is worthy of every breath of praise I have left to give.

    And because of Him, I am alive in ways I never dreamed possible.

    Ruined — In the Best Way Possible

    I am ruined now for anything less than the real thing.
    Ruined for counterfeit versions of love.
    Ruined for shallow connections and false forms of life.
    Ruined for living beneath the truth of who He says I am.

    The only life I desire now is the life found in communion with Christ — the life of moving, living, and having my being fully anchored in Him.

    I have rejected every false lover that failed me.
    I have embraced the only Love that has never let me down.
    And I am forever changed by it.

    Gratitude Beyond Words

    I don’t know how many people I owe thanks to — the ones who listened to my tears, who walked with me through seasons of shadows, who reminded me that I could stand, that I could tell the truth, that I could experience joy without apology. I carry gratitude for every voice that lifted me, every person who helped me see what God was rebuilding inside me.

    But above everyone else, my heart whispers:

    Thank You, Jesus.
    From the depths.
    From the nights.
    From the places I thought were beyond redemption.
    Thank You.

    I am completely and utterly undone by Your love —
    and gloriously remade by it.

  • Restoring Sight of the Father: Liberation from the Substitutionary Atonement Theory

    November 28th, 2025

    A prophetic invitation to recover the true image of God through union rather than fear.

    By Jennifer McPherson

    There is a great unveiling happening in the Body of Christ. An awakening. A re-formation of how we see the Father. For generations, much of the modern Church has inherited a distorted lens of God rooted in the Substitutionary Atonement Theory — the belief that Jesus had to die to satisfy the wrath of the Father.

    This idea has shaped sermons, songs, prayers, and even the internal narratives of countless believers. It has produced an image of God as divided within Himself, a Father whose default posture is judgment, and a Son who must protect us from Him.

    But this vision is not the gospel Jesus preached.

    Jesus did not come to change the Father’s heart toward humanity.
    He came to reveal it.

    When Theology Creates Distance

    Substitutionary Atonement, born out of medieval legal frameworks rather than Hebrew relational thinking, frames God as a cosmic Judge demanding payment. It presents salvation as a transaction — a penalty that had to be paid so God could tolerate us again.

    This theology has unintentionally formed:

    • believers who fear the Father,
    • worshipers who approach cautiously,
    • sons who live like orphans,
    • and leaders who preach distance instead of union.

    It explains why so many Christians love Jesus yet secretly mistrust the Father.

    But the gospel is not the story of a divided Trinity.
    It is the story of a unified God who stepped inside our darkness to heal us.

    Jesus Came to Restore Our Vision, Not God’s

    From Genesis forward, the pattern is clear: humanity hid from God — not the other way around. Sin didn’t blind God to us; it blinded us to Him.

    The Cross was not the moment God finally decided to love us.
    The Cross was the moment we finally saw what His love had been all along.

    When the veil tore, it wasn’t a veil in God’s heart — it was the veil over ours.

    Jesus came as the perfect image (Eikon) of the invisible God. He did not simply bring forgiveness — He revealed the Father.
    He showed us a God who:

    • sits with the shameful,
    • eats with the broken,
    • restores the outcast,
    • defends the sinner,
    • and calls every wandering heart “home.”

    This is who the Father has always been.

    Reframing the Cross: From Payment to Participation

    The Cross was not a divine transaction.
    It was a divine participation.

    God stepped into our condition — our darkness, our mortality, our separation, our death — to heal humanity from within. Christ absorbed sin’s sickness, not the Father’s anger. He entered death not to appease wrath but to destroy the power of death once and for all.

    The Cross reveals the depth of love, not the demand of wrath.

    Salvation is not God changing His mind about us.
    It is us discovering what has always been true in His heart.

    The Early Church Knew This

    Long before medieval legal theories, early Church fathers like Irenaeus, Athanasius, and Gregory of Nyssa taught the Gospel of Union — that Jesus united Himself to the human condition to transform it. That salvation was rooted in Incarnation, not punishment.

    The Cross was not a courtroom.
    It was a marriage altar.
    A union.
    A joining.
    A restoration.

    Jesus didn’t die instead of us —
    He died as us, so we could live as Him.

    Healing the Orphan Heart

    Substitutionary thinking creates orphans — believers striving to earn approval, hoping God isn’t disappointed, and living as though the Father must be persuaded to love them.

    But union reveals sons.

    Sons who rest.
    Sons who belong.
    Sons who know their place in the Father’s heart is secure, unshakeable, and eternal.

    This is the restoration Jesus came to bring — not of status but of sight.

    The Cosmic Scale of Redemption

    Colossians 1 tells us that in Christ, all things — not just individuals, but creation itself — is being reconciled. Heaven and Earth meet in Him. The universe is being restored through the same love that restores the human heart.

    The Gospel of Union is bigger than we imagined.
    It is the gospel of restored sight — for people, for communities, for creation itself.

    Living With Restored Vision

    When our sight is healed:

    1. We see the Father clearly.
      Not angry. Not distant. Not divided.
      But Abba — deeply present, deeply loving.
    2. We see ourselves truthfully.
      Not sinners tolerated by grace,
      but new creations united with Christ.
    3. We see others redemptively.
      Every person carries divine image, even if buried beneath pain.
    4. We see the world prophetically.
      Creation is not spiraling into doom — it is groaning toward restoration.

    Restored sight produces restored living.

    Prophetic Declaration

    Father, restore my sight.
    Heal every lens shaped by fear, shame, or false theology.
    Tear down every image of You that is not born of Christ.
    Let me see the Father Jesus revealed —
    full of love, full of mercy, full of union.
    In You, I am home — fully known, fully seen, fully loved.

    The Revelation Summarized

    • The Cross is where love, not wrath, is revealed.
    • Jesus came to unveil the Father — not to protect us from Him.
    • The veil torn at Calvary was the veil over our perception.
    • Salvation is not a transaction but a union — God with us, God in us, God as us.
    • Restoring sight of the Father restores the world to who it was always meant to be.

    This is the gospel the early Church preached.
    This is the gospel Jesus embodied.
    And this is the gospel that is awakening again in our time.

  • 🍂 The Power of a Thankful Heart — A Thanksgiving Reflection

    November 27th, 2025

    By Jennifer McPherson

    I have learned that there are very few things in life as powerful as a heart that has found its place in thankfulness. Gratitude has a way of grounding us, centering us, and clearing the noise that so often fills our minds.

    There are days when I find myself caught in the big questions:
    Did I show up well? Did I love as deeply as I could have? Did I understand what God was doing in that moment?
    Sometimes those questions swirl louder than others.

    But then there are moments when all I can do — and all I need to do — is be thankful.

    To say I have walked through a lot in my life would be an understatement. And to say that God has been faithful in every season, at every turn, would be an even bigger one. His faithfulness has carried me, restored me, guided me, and kept me when nothing else could.

    Last night, as I sat in the home I spent much of this year making my own, I felt surrounded by peace and love. That moment — that stillness — was something I’m grateful for beyond what words can express.

    This year has raised many questions for me:
    Am I at an impasse? Have I lost my way? Am I drifting or being redirected?
    And at times, the answer to those questions has been yes. Yes to the uncertainty. Yes to the pause. Yes to the wrestling.

    But today, above all else, what I feel is this:
    found. rooted. safe.

    There is something sacred about realizing that you don’t have to have everything figured out to be held by God. You don’t have to perform to be loved. You don’t have to strive to be seen.

    So on this Thanksgiving, I invite you to pause your search for the perfect words or the perfect aesthetic.
    Pause the pressure.
    Pause the proving.

    And simply sit in the reality of loving Him — and being loved by Him.

    Sit in the truth that you are found.
    Sit in the truth that you are enough.
    Sit in the truth that all you have to do today is be.

    And if you feel like you don’t have a reason to be thankful, let this be your reason:

    You are all you ever have to be.
    And you are loved beyond measure.

    Happy Thanksgiving. 🍁

  • Generational Continuity: Why What We Build Must Outlive Us

    November 26th, 2025

    I was sitting with the Lord recently when a thought crossed my heart so quietly—but so powerfully—that I felt everything inside of me pause to listen:

    “Generational continuity is far more important than our names being great.”

    At first, it startled me. It confronted something in me. But the more I sat with it, the more I realized how deeply it aligned with what the Spirit has been teaching me over the last several years.

    Because when we are immature in our walk with the Lord—when our revelation is still self-centered and our perspective is still shaped by the limited lens of personal destiny—we assume that everything God shows us is primarily about us. About our journey. Our calling. Our platform. Our purpose.

    But maturity changes that.

    The closer we get to Him, the more we behold Him, the more we realize:

    None of this is simply about us.

    The Shift From Self to Legacy

    As our hearts mature, we begin to understand a truth that only revelation can teach:

    What God births in us is meant to outlive us.

    The revelations we receive are not for our generation alone. The prayers we pray are not fulfilled in one lifetime. The seeds we sow today may be harvested by people not yet born.

    This is what Scripture calls generational continuity—the spiritual reality that the work God entrusts to one generation becomes the inheritance of the next.

    Jesus Modeled Generational Vision

    This isn’t a new revelation. Jesus Himself modeled it with such clarity.

    When He prayed for His disciples, He didn’t stop with the twelve standing in front of Him.

    He prayed:

    “I pray not only for these, but for those who will believe in Me through their word.” — John 17:20

    Jesus was sowing into: generations He would never meet in the flesh, believers not yet born, movements not yet awakened, hearts that would come alive centuries later.

    He prayed with legacy in mind. He prayed with continuity in His spirit. He prayed knowing that the fruit of the disciples’ obedience would echo far beyond their lifetime.

    He wasn’t looking at them for what they were in the moment—He was looking at them for what they would reproduce.

    And He still does.

    We Often Forget the Seeds Sown Before Us

    Not long ago, the Lord corrected something in me. He said:

    “You discount the moves of God you weren’t a part of.”

    I felt the conviction immediately.

    We tend to assume revivals from past generations have already finished their work—that everything God intended in those moments was fully accomplished then. But Heaven does not see things that way.

    Many seeds planted 20, 40, 60 years ago are just now breaking the soil.

    Think about the Apostolic Reformation. Most people assume it has come and gone. But in truth, it has not yet reached maturity.

    The revival sowed the seed. The reformation tilled the ground. And now—only now—are we beginning to see the fruit of that apostolic foundation.

    This is why teachers and prophets in this generation are carrying a depth and clarity that previous generations could not access. They are harvesting the seeds planted decades ago.

    Revelation doesn’t disappear. It ripens.

    We Think Momentarily—God Thinks Generationally

    In our humanity, we often get caught up in one-dimensional thinking:

    My calling. My ministry. My assignment. My moment. My impact.

    But Heaven thinks in lineage.

    When God looks at you, He doesn’t only see you. He sees: the seeds you will plant, the fruit that will emerge from those seeds, the people who will be transformed because of your obedience, and the generations who will walk in realities you helped birth.

    You are not one person. You are a generational storyline.

    You are part of a legacy God is weaving through time.

    Eternal Planting Requires Eternal Vision

    This is why Scripture tells us:

    “What is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.” — 2 Corinthians 4:18

    If we only measure our obedience by what we see today, we will miss the entire point.

    Much of what we do today will not bear full fruit until long after we are gone. Much of what we sow now will become someone else’s inheritance. Much of what God deposits in us is meant to mature in the hands of a future generation.

    We must refuse to become distracted by what we see in the temporal realm. Because Heaven’s scale is not measured in moments—it is measured in continuity.

    Legacy Is the Language of Heaven

    Here is the truth the Lord pressed into my spirit:

    He does not look at me and see only me. He sees everything that will come from me. He sees every life my obedience will touch. He sees the roots I’m planting and the fruit others will eat.

    This is generational continuity.

    And it matters far more than any desire to be seen, validated, applauded, or made great in the eyes of people.

    Because greatness passes. Names fade. Platforms shift. Seasons change.

    But the seeds we sow in obedience—those live forever.

  • Holy Discomfort & the Revelation It Births

    November 25th, 2025

    By Jennifer McPherson

    I’ve noticed a pattern in my walk with the Lord that I can no longer ignore — even when part of me tries. Before every new depth of revelation is unearthed in my life, I first experience a deep discomfort with the current state of my being.

    And almost always… it begins with me.

    It starts with the uneasiness I feel about how I’m showing up in certain areas — my responses, my behavior, my posture, the ways I’m expressing Christ (or not expressing Him). That discomfort usually sends me into pursuit:

    Lord, what are You showing me? What is out of alignment? What needs Your light?

    He never answers harshly. But He does answer honestly.

    The Revelation of Mixture

    Recently, the Lord began showing me places in my life where I genuinely thought I had “arrived.” And I had to laugh — because the arrogance of believing I had figured anything out in just five years of whole-heart pursuit is almost comical. There are people who have walked faithfully with Him for 20, 30, 40, even 50 years… some longer than I’ve been alive. Yet I somehow adopted the subtle pride of thinking I had reached maturity in certain areas.

    But He showed me something deeper than my misplaced confidence.

    He showed me mixture.

    There are patterns we live from — learned behaviors, emotional survival mechanisms, spiritual assumptions — that we weave into our Christian walk without even knowing it. These mixtures show up in how we respond, lead, discern, communicate, and interpret the world around us.

    Scripture is full of types and shadows that mirror this process. Every wilderness, threshing floor, temple pattern, and pruning season is not just a historical note — it’s a prophetic picture of the formation of the human heart. Yet we often want to bypass the very stages God designed to mature us.

    We want resurrection without death.

    Authority without refining.

    Clarity without discomfort.

    Revelation without repentance.

    But revelation is born from discomfort.

    Sitting in the Discomfort

    The more I have chosen to sit in that discomfort — without using it as justification to blame others or react from pain — the more the Lord illuminates the eyes of my understanding. And in that illumination, something sobering and liberating keeps emerging:

    I am always externally expressing the internal posture of my heart.

    If I don’t like what I see in my expression, there is a deeper place within me that God is inviting into His light. External fruit always reveals internal truth.

    This isn’t condemnation.

    It’s invitation.

    An invitation into honesty.

    Into surrender.

    Into transformation.

    Into the core of who I am becoming in Him.

    We Create From Within

    What I’ve learned — even in these short years — is that we can’t manifest anything externally that doesn’t exist internally. We can say the right things. Declare the right scriptures. Hold the right theology. But we create and express only from what actually lives in the innermost parts of our being.

    If there is mixture inside, there will be mixture outside.

    If there is freedom inside, there will be freedom outside.

    If there is light inside, there will be light outside.

    Which means the discomfort is not a sign of failure — it is a sign of formation.

    It is the mercy of God drawing me deeper into truth, purity, and sonship. It is His kindness peeling back the layers of self-protection and self-assurance I didn’t even know I had.

    Discomfort is not the enemy.

    It is the doorway.

    It is the place where revelation begins.

    Where illusions break.

    Where maturity grows.

    Where the inner temple is cleansed.

    Where the inward gaze is recalibrated.

    Where union becomes clearer and more real than ever before.

    The discomfort is not proof that something is wrong.

    It is proof that something is being born.

  • When God Touches the Place You Thought You Had to Protect

    November 24th, 2025

    By Jennifer M McPherson

    I share many things in this space—teachings, reflections, prophetic insight, stories of healing and transformation. But what I am about to share may be the closest to my heart of anything I’ve ever written.

    Last night, I sat in stillness with the Lord.
    Not to ask for direction.
    Not to hear a word.
    Not to accomplish anything spiritual.

    I simply wanted to behold Him… and to be held by Him.

    It had been a long time since sorrow brought me to that place—the kind of sorrow that strips away all pretense and leaves you aware that the only safe space for your soul is in His presence.

    And it was in that quiet that He spoke.

    Not about theology.
    Not about ministry.
    Not about prophetic things.

    He spoke to me about my heart.

    As tears overflowed, I heard Him say something that broke me open in a way I can’t fully describe:

    “You are suffering because you have not trusted Me with your heart.”

    The words landed like revelation wrapped in tenderness.
    Because He was right.

    I speak about Him with passion.
    I minister His heart to others.
    I walk in revelation and sensitivity to His Spirit.

    But I had not entrusted Him with my own heart.

    Somewhere inside, there is still a little girl—
    a little girl who believes she has to protect herself,
    who stands guard even against the One who loves her most.

    And the Father, in His gentleness, will never force His way past the self-protection we build.
    He invites.
    He waits.
    He whispers.
    But He never violates.

    As I sat there, I began to see how this has shaped my relationships.
    On the surface, I let people in.
    But internally, I’m always assessing, always watching, always anticipating harm or rejection.
    It’s a survival instinct that once kept me alive—but now keeps me exhausted.

    That is not relationship.
    And it is certainly not trust.

    But yesterday, something shifted.
    Something in me said, “Enough.”
    I felt the invitation to surrender the parts of my heart I’ve guarded my entire life.

    And all I could say was:

    “Father, today I give You my whole heart.”

    Scripture says that when we turn to Him with our whole heart, the veil is removed.
    And with humility I can say this:
    Even with all the revelation and insight God has given me,
    there is always more to see when the heart is fully yielded.

    When we make the Spirit Lord not just of our ministries, our callings, and our gifts—but of our inner world—He lifts every veil we’ve lived behind.
    And suddenly, we see Him clearly… maybe for the first time in a long time.

    If you’ve been carrying a guarded heart—if there is a little boy or girl inside you still trying to protect what only God can heal—my prayer is that you find the courage to open your heart again.

    Not because He demands it.
    But because He is worthy of trust.
    And because He is the safest One to hold what has been wounded.

    Today, may we all say:
    Here is my whole heart, Lord.
    Remove every veil.
    Let me see You clearly.

  • The Ministry of Loving the One

    November 21st, 2025

    By Jennifer McPherson

    Quite some time ago, I had a dream that has stayed with me ever since. In the dream, I was walking along a path, heading somewhere important. I was running late for an event I needed to attend, and all my focus was fixed on reaching my destination as quickly as possible.

    While on this path, a man approached me. He was disheveled—worn down by life—and it was clear he had been through more than most could imagine. He began to speak, sharing his need for help. But the place he needed me to go was in the opposite direction of where I was heading.

    I felt the weight of his request. But I was late, and I believed I couldn’t afford to lose time. I told him I couldn’t assist him and turned away, continuing toward where I thought I needed to be. He followed for a short while, then disappeared.

    Not long after, another person approached me. This time it was a woman—well-dressed, well-spoken, put together. And yet, her need was the same. She also needed help, and helping her meant turning around.

    But again, I repeated my response.
    I can’t help you. I’m running late.
    And just like before, I left her behind.

    The Struggle to Keep Up

    As I sit here reflecting on that dream, it brings me back to a season where I constantly felt like I was running behind—like no matter how hard I tried, I was never quite “on time.” It felt as though there was an invisible finish line I had to reach before it was too late.

    All my energy, time, and focus went toward pursuing a destination I truly believed God wanted me to reach. But in truth, that dream wasn’t about being late for an event.
    It was a call—a gentle but firm invitation—to pause and reconsider what matters most.

    The Ministry of the One

    This message is not about titles, platforms, or positions.
    It is about something far simpler—and far more profound:

    The ministry of loving the one.

    Jesus told us He leaves the ninety-nine to go after the one. That is the heart of God. He values every person so deeply that He would set aside everything else to rescue just one soul.

    And I believe He calls us to do the same.

    Yet when I look back over my own life, I can see how often I’ve done the opposite. For years, I ignored the needs of “the one”—whether that one was my children, my boss, my friends, or even a stranger on the street. They all came second to my pursuit of reaching what I thought was the goal.

    I wasn’t intentionally cold or uncaring…
    I was simply fixated on getting somewhere God was not actually asking me to go.

    Restoring the Heart of Ministry

    I believe God is restoring something vital within His church:
    the true heart of ministry.

    He is raising up leaders who understand that people are not tools to be used to fulfill our callings.
    People are the calling.

    They are the very expression of God’s heart.

    The success of ministry is not measured by how many events we host, how many people sit in our buildings, how many views we get, or how impressive our achievements look.

    The real measure of ministry is found in how well we love the one.

    Love Never Fails

    Everything else will fade.
    Every accomplishment, every milestone, every notable moment—none of it lasts forever.

    But love?
    Love never fails.

    The love we give…the time we take…the compassion we show…the willingness to stop our busy pace and truly see someone—that is what makes an eternal mark.

    If we want to reflect God’s heart, we must be willing to lay down our own pursuits and ambitions long enough to embrace the ministry of loving the one right in front of us.

    So let me ask you:
    Who is the one in your life right now?
    Who is God asking you to slow down for—to see, to hear, to help, to love?

    The ministry of the one isn’t glamorous.
    It’s rarely convenient.
    It’s often uncomfortable.

    But it is the very heartbeat of God.

    Let’s return to the ministry of loving the one.
    Not someday.
    Not when life slows down.
    Not when the “important things” are finished.

    Let’s love the one today.

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