Recently, I was talking to the Lord about seasons and times. When I asked about the new season we were coming into, I distinctly heard the Lord say, “This is not a season that you are embarking upon, but a landscape. A landscape of seasons.” When I scribed Journey, I saw an exodus from that which we’ve always known, into the unknown. An unmarked wilderness, that will require our full attention and gaze upon the glory of God alone, to properly navigate the hours and days set before us. Collectively (and yet more importantly) individually, seeing the cloud by day and the fire by night move- when it’s time to move. We will know, instinctively, as one together in Christ, when and how to progress forward. As our encampment will no longer face the institutions of men, to whistle and signal for us the way, but we will see THE WAY, with our own eyes. For HE is known by His own. Where He goes they WILL follow. The greatest challenge of the days of Tabernacling with God, through the wilderness transition, is not our ability to endure, but the discipline to ENTER INTO HIS REST. That is the true and given key to endurance, in the Kingdom of God. For it’s not by might not by power, but by MY Spirit, says the Lord. Resist the habit of following the crowd, when the crowd stirs, for there will be the “movement of systems” in the earth.. There is a way that seems right to a man, but the end of that way is death. What is comforting to know is that the SHEPHERD of our souls, has given us the Holy Spirit, that leads us and guides us into all truth. So we shall move by the unction of the Holy Spirit, as one, while all our eyes are stayed upon Him. There is an apostolic order for this that requires Kingdom governance; however, the old must be replaced by the new. As the JOURNEY itself transforms us. See Journey for more. See NeWinePouring the latest entry, regarding “Inspired Systems”.
For more on the pattern and parable of Living out Psalm 91:1 see Numbers chapter 9.
It’s true you live in this world, it is true you are a vital part of it, that you have realms of influence imperative to the plans that are set before you for the end time harvest to be complete. At the same time that my Church embraces the field of harvest that I have marked out for them, I want my people to remember the supernatural journey they are called to engage in. The journey where all that they are equipped with is put to task. It is a way, in the Spirit, where I go before my people beyond the gates of the cities which have been a strong hold for them to rest in; but, many have become accustom to a culture of life in these strongholds, that are not the resting place. In this journey I am your guide. If you remain in the city of circumstantial rest its dismantling will displace you. All that you lean upon, other than me, will fail you. In all circumstances I Am your RESTING PLACE.
My call is to come with me, let us go on together, says The Lord; beyond the land marks that have oriented the Church for generations, from the place where looking to me has not always been where they’ve turned to steady their nerves; where familiarity, in fact, provided a false sense of comfort, a religious cliché, in times when answers to prayer required more waiting, more seeking. My Spirit leading you in all TRUTH fuses rest with forward motion, I Am YOUR RESTING PLACE.
False comforts have often circumvented an important step in leading my people beyond the highly populated METROPOLIS called All YOU NEED. But, the truth of the matter has been it is LESS THAN WHAT THERE IS, this has been that oasis in the desert that many settle in as a permanent abode. But, it is a rest stop not the destination, it is not my resting place. It is GOOD ENOUGH to GET YOU BY, for those not so thirsty. The journey I have for my people takes them past the monuments of remembrances, of what I’ve done, to the frontier of what I’m going to do. What lies before you is open landscape, there are no alters of sin, no reminders of past failure; it’s the road less traveled, no mile posts, no cities, whose water works are perpetually recycled. It is not a life of redundancy. There are no canal systems- but rains in due season. Even the former and the latter rains … It is a land where your wellspring causes refreshing for those who journey after you, while you progress in yours.
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– Deana Barnes.