Hi there! I’m glad you’re here. I’m Heather and welcome to Living in Jubilee!
What is Jubilee?
In Leviticus 25, it explains that after 7 cycles of 7 years, have been completed, the 50th year was the Year of Jubilee. It was a time of rejoicing, freedom and the restoration of what was lost. Land would be restored back to the original families, and slaves would be set free.
‘And you shall consecrate the fiftieth year, and proclaim liberty throughout all the land to all its inhabitants. It shall be a Jubilee for you; and each of you shall return to his possession, and each of you shall return to his family. Leviticus 25:10
For the purposes of this blog, I am using it to encompass the dual ideas of Joy and Freedom.
I believe that there is a very real attack on our joy and an endeavor to keep us in bondage instead of walking in the freedom that the Lord has set before us.
Do you ever look at someone and wonder how they can be that happy? What is going right for them that they can spill over with joy? Do you secretly wish that you could be like that or envy them for it?
Do you ever see someone who is so free and unburdened and living true to who God made them, seemingly without caring what the world around them thinks and your heart yearns to be able to live so freely and daringly?
If so, this is the place for you.
To come and sit and soak in the pure joy and love of the Lord and to start letting him one by one, “break every chain”.
I know what it is to have your joy nearly extinguished and to feel so totally in bondage that you completely lose it before your brother’s wedding curled up behind a couch as the bridal party is getting ready.
But I also know what it is to have that joy reignited. To see the attack and stand against it. (Not perfectly, but better and more consistently as I go) To have chain after chain fall at my feet, freed by the flaming sword of the spirit and blood of Jesus. To feel the kind of freedom I never thought I could experience in this life.
To have to resist the pulling to go back into bondage because it’s familiar.
It is hard to walk in freedom.
But you aren’t alone.
I want to walk with you in this journey to divine joy and freedom.
I want this to be a place where we can lay down the heavy things and encourage each other.
Where we can laugh and be silly and light with joy.
Where we can look for the divine fingerprints of beauty and love all over our world and our lives.
Where you can be refreshed and filled with His water and His bread.
I grew up with a great and voracious love of books and words. As I watched my father write a book in his forties by hand (I would type it up for him on our first ever computer), I became inspired to start writing down the stories in my head. As he read my sophomoric first attempts and gave me advice and encouragement, he made me believe I could write.
Then he died when I was fifteen after ten years of battling cancer and leukemia.
He was my hero.
My mother was a quiet unsung one in the background. Now that I am married with a two year old boy and a six month old baby girl, I look back and marvel at her strength during those years of caring for a sick husband and raising two kids. I doubt that I could have handled it as well as she did.
I lost my way after my father died. My twenties were a time of losing myself in books and movies and not really living life. Chain after chain was slowly being added until I felt I was cracking under their weight.
But then God burst onto the scene, slowly at first, like rays of the sun peeking over the horizon, and then dramatically in an emotional and physical healing turning my night into beautiful day, fresh and new. It started me on this journey of joy and freedom.
I met my husband and after a whirlwind epiphany of love, married three months later, had a honeymoon baby boy nine months after that, and then a baby girl two years later.
My husband is a math teacher to junior high students (God bless him!) and is leading our tiny church. Since the children came, I stay at home with them and have begun writing again because I realized that it makes me come alive. And I’m starting to believe that the world needs people who are alive in Christ in their own unique ways.
Like you, we have our dreams and struggles, and miracles. We are walking this journey of faith, one faltering step at a time, falling down and getting up and turning our face back to Him.
I hope you will find this a place where you can be encouraged, and cheered on, and come on the journey with us.
I’m glad you’re here.