7 years….


7 years ago, in the spring, we moved to Alabama – away from all we knew, all support and the mountains.

7 years ago, in the summer, we moved into a little house in a subdivision surrounded by cotton fields.

7 years ago, this August, our anniversary lunch was not together…

7 years ago, this September, I started praying – “Lord, do whatever it takes.”

7 years ago, in October, I said, “Lord, I want to be a missionary” and he answered, “you are, in your own home, with your husband and your child”

7 years ago, in November, I asked, “Lord, what do you want me to do here, now, with this?  What would your love do here?”
He answered, “I’m asking you to make a sacrifice, just as missionaries sometimes sacrifice their very lives, I’m asking you to sacrifice your heart.  If you don’t choose to, it’s okay, but will you?”  I said yes.

7 years ago, in November, I said, “Lord, heal me, here, in my broken places”  Sometime later, I realized He had healed much.

7 years ago on Sabbath & Sunday of this week, in November, I spent time with my sister at the birth of her daughter – Happy Birthday Beautiful girl!!!

7 years ago, in early December, He read Redeeming Love.  And I spent time with dear friends in OH.

7 years ago, in late December, I drew a poster – illustrating the chains, the warfare, the attack, the battle…..

7 years ago, early next spring, we met a dear brother and sister, and spent all day with them… where we forged beautiful relationships and mutual love and respect.

7 years ago….

7. Complete. Perfection. His number. 7


Today I sit in a small house, in a subdivision, surrounded a few blocks away, by cotton fields in Alabama.                         Here I am. Here in the town where it started.
Today, I sit in the home of those dear friends – so much love to them!!!

This Summer, I still prayed, “Do whatever it takes”
In September, I prayed, “what do I do with this, here? What does your love look like here?”
He said, “Let go. My love lets go.” and I agreed, I could do nothing else without a complete death of my heart.

Today, in November – I’m praying, “Heal me, here, in my broken places.”  I’ve been praying that for a while now, but I renew that prayer today.
Today, in November, I’m basking in His Redeeming Love, and learning how to truly rest in His arms, and  Let go.
Today, I’m ever so grateful for the dear family, who are now in CA and have gone thru a complete change in their lives in these last 7 years also, whose love and support has continued and remains part of the community surrounding us each.

This winter, I hope to see  & intimately know the fullness of an illustration I keep getting a glimpse of:

Rest. Sabbath. Shalom.

Healing. His arms.

Refuge in His arms, sleeping peacefully, oblivious to the battle raging round out there.

Sheltered. Under His Wings.

7 years ago, This month, I answered the call, and I stepped out on the battlefield, and I stood, in Him on that battlefield.
Today,  I answer the call, I walk away from the battlefield and I fall into Yahshua’s loving arms.
Today, He holds me close, “well done Love, well done. Rest now.”

Well Done

Resting. Safely.
Comfort. Soft Embrace.

Year = Day

Remember the 7th day Sabbath: rest, remember Your Creator.

7th year. Sabbath Year.
Rest. Remember your Creator & Sustainer.
Mini Jubilee Year.

Debts forgiven.

Land reverts to original owner.
Rest Year. Land lies still. He provides. We trust.

Instead of sowing/harvest – time is spent in the Word.
Torah is read to all. Every 7 years.

Time spent in the Word.

Word became Flesh.
Time spent with & in Him.

7th year.

Sabbath year.

My Sabbath Year.
Debts forgiven.
Heart returned to original owner.
Rest Year. I Let go, be still. He provides. I trust.
Time spent in the Word who became flesh.
He loves me.
I rest.
7 years.
His timing.

His love.


May I rest well.

I love you Yahshua.


Rest from the Battle


About Beloved of YHWH

I am the “Head of Domestic Affairs” here on the mountain top. What that means is, I’m a stay-at home mom of 2 Boys, Small business owner, gardener, homemaker, blogger, planner, mediator, nurse, and so much more. My life took an unexpected and painful turn a couple of years ago, which is how I came to name my blog Shakam Boqer, but YHVH has been incredibly faithful to me, the boys and I are healing, and I am full of hope. I’m a follower of Yeshua, and my faith is an integral part of my life. Part of how He created me to reflect Him is to be a teller of the Story. I share my story, not as an exhibitionist, not for the attention it might receive, not for accolades or recognition, but, for His Glory – so that others, as they read, as they see how YHVH has led and loved me over the course of time, can be edified, lifted up, encouraged to Look to HIM, to Trust Him, to pursue Holy Wholeness with every fiber of their beings. Within this blog, I want community and conversation and interaction. I want to offer hope, and joy, and also thought provoking bits that make one look deeper into the heart of Elohim. This is my place to share my thoughts, wrestlings and just daily life. Please, please feel free to comment, discuss and even dissect & respectfully disagree. Be sure you check out Welcome & Disclaimers to get a general idea of the Blog, and what I am about: http://wp.me/p1Tc3u-1 Feel free to contact me directly at: abigailmistyd at gmail dot com. Some blogs are password protected as I don't want pictures of my children pulled from my blog in a "image search" and posted elsewhere on the web. If I know you in person, or we have interacted online, and you'd like to read them, shoot me a note, tell me how I know you, and ask for the password. :)

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  1. I am always amazed, looking back, at how dots connect and patterns form, and themes weave themselves into the tapestry of our lives. You can only ever see that in retrospect. I know that right now, for both of us, stories are beginning, and continuing, and that someday we’ll look back and make the connections that sometimes seem so elusive. I’m an ever grateful for your perspective and wisdom and friendship 🙂


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