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Leaning into the lion’s mane-
As I sit in my chair I closed my eyes and rested my head to the side and I see a vision in my minds eye of me resting my head on a lion. I am sitting in a beautiful oak forest on a cliff ledge, overlooking a valley surrounded by mountains with a river running thru the middle dividing it. It is autumn. The leaves in oak trees have turned into their autumn colors. Everything is a beautiful golden hue and it is dusk. I look at this majestic lion and he smiles at me with pride. As a father would smile at his child. I look back out over the valley and suddenly I notice I am standing in glorious shining armor. I look and see a sword in my right hand and shield in my left. Suddenly I am aware of my importance. I have been given an assignment. I hear the lion lovingly say in his calm kind voice “Beloved, you are fully equipped.” His low voice is so soft and firm it sounds like a rushing wind. Suddenly an army of soldiers in silver armor appear around me some on horse back and some on foot. They are surrounded by a misty fog. It’s probably early morning. They are all carring spears but I am not. We are marching along a river on a steep embankment. As fast as the soldiers appeared they disappear and I see my two children running around me. Playing and full of laughter. I am not worried about their safety. I am full of joy and purpose. I look ahead and I see the lion waiting for us with those same loving eyes. I look back and the same lion is following close behind us full of patience and loving kindness. I remember the phrase I have been hearing in my head “He goes before us and watches closely behind us” I also hear Isaiah 40:11 “He gently leads those with young.”
– Jessica Young
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Prophetic Word of encouragement.
Thou oh Lord are a shield for me, the holder and the lifter of my head.
This is a dream coaching segment in addition to an article on Window Screens In Dreams
Message: Hi .
I had a dream or night vision of my daughters bedroom window that
Open and a tear in the screen and the air blowing. That’s all I remember.
What’s interesting is all the windows in our home are closed because where we live is so hot & dusty so we run the a/c. Everything looked the same in the dream as it is in real life curtains , window size , the only thing that was different is the tear in the screen.
Also earlier that night I woke up twice from hearing 2 cats fighting right by my daughters bedroom, she’s five so I slept on her bed with her when I had this dream. If you could help me understand the tear in the screen that’s a mystery to me. Thank you. T—
Time: August 21, 2016 at 2:21 am
Dear —-, this is a dream coaching segment and not an out right interpretation. What you described is more in the category of a night vision, which is a dream that makes you believe you are awake, when in fact you are sleeping. The following includes some excerpts from NWP dream journal articles.
Screens On Windows Act As Filters. A Word On Windows (NWP)
Windows and window screens are there to protect people from too much exposure from the outside world, filtering out unwanted insects and animals, while allowing air flow in the room. You can see and hear through the screen, but you cannot touch or handle what is being filtered out. Our windows, the screen and its frame work, are that which we view the world through, safely. The frame work of the word of God, and the window glass of the prophetic serves, in the same way, with in the house of the Father. That is why in every realm of operation, spiritual discernment, prayer vigilance, and the study of the word of God, is paramount for a well maintained estate, in this world.
A broken or torn screen symbolically indicates that what is unwanted out doors is able to get inside physically, morally, spiritually, or intellectually. A damaged screen is torn by animals, thieves, or robbers.This is a demonic attack. If the dreamer is trying to get into his own house he has the right of entry but going about it the wrong way. A forced entry when we’ve lost our keys, means we have to break things to get in. This is not the ideal way to enter into what is ours, or to obtain what we know is ours. Dreams such as this usually warns of damage we will need to repair later, because of our own impatience, negligence, or lack of waiting on God, for the keys HE has in HIS possession that unlocks our destiny in HIS time. Broken Windows In Dreams. (NeWinePouring.com)
Dear dreamer in your case your windows are closed (in the natural) to regulate the house temp with an AC and to keep the dust out. The Lord may be warning you that your best intentions to keep a handle on the atmospheric conditions of your home has a challenge. Such as a breach in the wall, that appears to be specific regarding your child, because this is happening in her room. The fact that it is a rip in her window screen reveals more detail.
The good God that He is, helps us be better than what is humanly possible, with our children, because He loves them so. When we partner with God, our best becomes better. For the Spirit of God leads us and guides us in all truth when we put our trust in Him.
If I had a dream like this, I myself, would never underestimate a dream’s ability to have a natural and real application for safety concerns. God can warn us of a tear in our screen to keep the insects out, or identify that one has entered the home. More than likely though, there is (rather) a symbolic application because you said you keep your windows closed. In summing it up: Some kind of frame work for safety you rely upon for your child, has an opening in it.
The symbolic application is that no matter how hard we try, as parents, sometimes a breach will occur in filters that we want in place for our children. Dreams serve to REVEAL what is hidden to us.
So the Holy Spirit is using the dream to reveal a situation you are not aware of. It could be a nanny not being careful of her phone conversations in front of your child, the words of a relative or even a teacher. Unruly people and their cat fights. Or the home computer’s kid-settings need to be re-set for your child. It could be a television program for pre-schoolers, or a book, that may not be up to par with your values. It could be as simple as two cats prowling and growling outside your child’s window, that is planting a fear seed in her soul. A spiritual opportunist finding opportunity. We may never discover what the dream was exposing specifically-
But, we can rest assured asking the Father for wisdom is the beginning of a good outcome and resolve. This night vision is showing you that the room seems secure, but her safety filters in seeing and hearing is not. For screens in the window allow for seeing and hearing, the breach allows for more than what was intended to come through. A wall is to keep out an army. A screen is to keep out more subtle intruders. Because we can see and hear through a screen on a window, and even feel the airflow coming through the screen, the intruder falls into the catagory of seeing and hearing the wrong things, that have a spiritual impact. If the five year old is sleeping in this scenario, you are being awakened to subliminal exposures your child may not be conscious of.
WHAT TO DO
As I stated before start by simply checking your windows, but be aware of other filters (spiritual and social protections) that should be in place. Pray and then prayerfully investigate. Ask God to show you where the “torn screen” or “breach in your filters” are. I have many testimonies of the Father outing the foxes BEFORE they find the holes in the fence. So be encouraged! God can show you where to reinforce the fence, or give you peace knowing the child is covered in prayer.
Philippians 4:6-8 Praying Over Concerning Dreams
Don’t fret or worry; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God. And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.
Mathew 11:18-20 Authority in Christ Against Spiritual Darkness
And he said unto them, I beheld Satan as lightning fall from heaven. Behold, I give unto you power to tread on serpents and scorpions, and over all the power of the enemy: and nothing shall by any means hurt you. Notwithstanding in this rejoice not, that the spirits are subject unto you; but rather rejoice, because your names are written in heaven.
Luke 11:5:13 Seeking Answers
Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you: For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened. Or what man is there of you, whom if his son ask bread, will he give him a stone? Or if he ask a fish, will he give him a serpent? If ye then, being evil, know how to give good gifts unto your children, how much more shall your Father which is in heaven give good things to them that ask?
A Dream interpretation should be subjected to the counsel of prophets where further instruction and ministry can be pursued. In that setting dreams, visions, prophecy, and the gift of interpretation, can be properly examined. So sharing my response with Christian counsel would be the next thing to do in order to complete this process. With God’s best for you at heart. – deana barnes
God bless, in Christ. – Deana.
This is what the LORD says: “Stand at the crossroads and look; ask for the ancient paths, ask where the good way is, and walk in it, and you will find rest for your souls. But you said, ‘We will not walk in it.’
And the Lord would have His anointed to take note of the many roads that are being revealed right now, that are off the beaten path. The promise of fame, fortune, and prominence, is not that which causes these paths to glitter like Gold, but rather it is my glory that reflects off my persecuted ones (says the Lord) that makes your face to shine.
For there are those whom I have called to bless, bless, bless, a people who need a triple portion of my Spirit- but they have not answered, they have not called upon me for clarification of a way that they have not known. Or understood.
It is not the high way, it is the by way, and they are so familiar with the easy way, they have missed their greatest hour in ministry. The conditions have not always been met in these places, that could not meet certain demands. But my servant has forgotten, the road of faith. Even my requirement to trust and believe, that their budget will be met by the provision of the Lord. Am I not always faithful?
But, many of my servants of late have said, “ Lord my budget is not being made!” If I am faithful and my servant falls short, time after time, than who is at fault? Will I not always provide for my own? If this is so than what endeavors have you taken on that I support not? If they are not supported, are they of mine, says the Lord? Has the world you are living in remained the same, that it is not due for adjustments? I have adjusted, I have led, I have appointed, says the Lord, have you followed?
Therefore, this is why many will only reflect upon my glory as a thing of the past, rather than a realty of the present. Where fanfare upon their arrival has been the order of the day, but the power will wane in time. Budget, conditions, and facility, has been the determiner of an acceptable path, rather than the perfect way.
For that way- I have not immediately disclosed the treasures of my kingdom found there, to glean from among you the glitter fly. For men and women are my treasures, and gold is still found in the mouth of the catch of the day, to pay your obligations. Be fishers of men, and I will show you the hidden pools. They are not found city to city, but from stream to stream, says the Lord.
I say then: Walk in the Spirit, and you shall not fulfill the lust of the flesh. 17 For the flesh lusts against the Spirit, and the Spirit against the flesh; and these are contrary to one another …
A time will come when those who walk after the Spirit, will find themselves fishing from the streams of the desert, where Jackals still roam, says the Lord, in the minds of those I’ve called them to. To set a captive free while yet in captivity. These open doors, and pathways, will be for the wise not fools. The hidden will be made known to their brethren, and they shall return with a countenance of joy and reflections of my glory upon them. Seek the Ancient Paths.
Rather than beginning with a fresh start we often pull out of past failures, by re-building over the rubble of broken dreams, and life altering disappointments. Attempting to re-purpose some of the same material that didn’t hold up in the first place. When our new life begins to settle, we find issues of the heart re-emerging from an unresolved past, that pulls us back into the same cycles we failed in before. The good news is IF WE surrender every splinter embedded in our flesh, and every exception we hold against God in our heart, the force and momentum of true restoration relocates us out of BROKEN TOWN, on to a new and better life, that is truly new and better. Allowing God to redefine our purpose, beyond what we can imagine for ourselves. This resurrects a determination to live on. It FEELS LIKE WE’VE LOST GROUND, LIKE WE’RE STARTING ALL OVER AGAIN, but we are actually overcoming stumbling blocks on the road towards the tangible destination of an overcomer. This is PROGRESS in its truest form. Jesus said: He that overcomes will I make a pillar in the temple of my God! Let’s set our ashes to the wind, replacing them with the beautiful countenance of those who ENTRUST their lives in God’s infallible care. How do we do that? It’s a simple heart felt prayer: Lord I release into your hands all of my yesterdays, the beautiful and the broken- and entrust to you all of my tomorrows, from white waters to still waters, I place my hope in you. Amen and Amen -deana
Preliminary prayer ministry in Spiritual Warfare that insures victory at our appointed posts in the Kingdom of God. A podcast w/Deana Barnes
Revisiting a dream featured in our article called SON of The FATHER’s House.
The Lord came to me as the SON of the Father’s house; a seed sower, husbandman, and harvester. He handed me two shear-cut slated rocks to play in a music machine, that was in the style of a CD player. These rocks were sharp, jagged, and raw edged, around the outside; but, polished, and beautifully ingrained on the inside. They looked like deeply embedded marbled streams of water, with white swirls, taking on the appearance of white water rapids, pouring through mossy green embankments. I looked at the music machine asking the Lord, “Can we play Here Comes the Son?” He kept looking at the slated rocks and said, “I have these, I’ve had them all this time, will you hear them?” I said,”Lord wait, I’ll go tell them you’re here” though He wanted me to stay He relented, and let me go. I went into a back room where there, apparently, was a sixties slumber party of teenage girls just waking up. I told them who had showed up, wanting us to listen to the music stored on these sliced and polished stone discs. They screamed as if he were the Beatles, and they started to get dressed.
I ran out to spend more time with him, again, asking to hear the song, Here Comes the Son. Again, he almost seemed slightly disappointed, he looked at the slated rocks in his hands. I felt moved for him, because he wanted so much to share these songs with me. I remembered the scripture … If these don’t then- the rocks will CRY out. I went back to hurry the girls, each time they were curling their hair, and primping, I pleaded to them, “please hurry, just come as you are, he is waiting, he has music He wants to show you!”, still they kept primping, each time I checked on them they were moving a little slower. Each time I left him alone he would hardly let me go. Finally, they became distracted and was doing other things the last I saw them, I spent the rest of the time left, with HIM. I was in my t-shirt and sweats, my hair was undone. None of that mattered to him as his eyes never looked away from mine. He looked a little forlorn because of the absence of the others but His joy that I was there never dimmed.
HE TOLD me something about a famous song writer I never knew. When I woke up I researched it, and it was true, in the beginning his songs, lesser known, was about Yeshuah. Sadly, his music, rejected by the church so many years ago, did not end where it began in the era of His fame. What is this from heaven? What more to be discovered? What sounds, and songs are etched in the stones that are about to cry out? The Lord did not want to sing, “Here Comes The Son” though the melody was catchy, fun and sunny- a good thought for a rainy day, still it shadows in this one truth we cannot miss. In order to worship God in SPIRIT and in TRUTH we need to comprehend Jesus Christ IS Come, and through him and by Him we enter the throne room of GRACE where by we obtain MERCY in times of need. Similarly, worship is not past, nor future, it is BEING WHOLE HEARTILY with HIM in HIS presence. No preparation apart from the Holy Spirit will lead you to The Father. Grace has made the way, that we may boldly enter in, as we are. The presence of God will transform us into HIS IMAGE. THE QUESTION IS what is the true image of our God who is a consuming fire?
No heavenly song, comes from with out, rather it comes from with in the presence of God. He is the author and the finisher of our faith. The Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. The Sower and the Harvester is the SON OF The FATHERS house. This people, these generations, who dolled themselves up for hours to stand before a stage screaming for their idols- are a people, still, so enthralled with preparations, approaches, and presentation, we missed this one thing. Time spent with Him. We cater to the former so much we miss the latter. Have you heard it said we need to acknowledge the older generation in our music? Play their old tunes to spark them up? Honoring the older generations is commendable, but in this they should be at the helm. I am that older generation, the tail-end of the Jesus movement harvest; and I can tell you if they are not in the inner courts now, they never will be. Simeon and Anna were waiting for the Lord in the temple daily according to Luke 2:35, elderly as they were, they did not want to miss a thing; not only did they greet and meet the generation that brought forth the Messiah, they prophesied and recognized, His arrival. Aged Simeon was led of The Lord to meet Jesus and His parents at the temple. Simeon prophesied over Him, and Anna was the first woman to preach Jesus among those looking for the Messiah. She never left the temple but stayed there day and night, she was a prophetess over 80 years old.
It is God’s order that the elder generation meet the present day visitation as long as they are standing in their place, with enthusiasm, waiting for what they have been prophetically watching for [Lo] these many years. Always looking for Christ in His second coming, and the moves of His Spirit that will usher in His everlasting kingdom. As the scripture says, parents are for the children, not children for the parents. The Church has got to stop pandering to idol worshiping ears, that will never appreciate the sound of heaven but will bog down the assent in the fair way. So much is said about grooming the congregation into the act of worship so that they will not be left behind … Does it occur to anyone that is where they want most to be? Left behind? Shall we not go? Leadership is upset that the foyer fills up, rather than the altar, you compel, and compel, before you have entered in yourself, but few respond.
The dream challenged me- in my determination to bring the “slumber party” to the place where they could hear these songs, I kept leaving the moment to bring others in. Risking what ever it was that God wanted to impart to me would be missed in the perishable moments called a VISITATION. SOMEONE must receive from the Lord or none ever will. The airlines tell us, “Put the oxygen mask on yourself first, then reach for those that cannot do it for themselves.” Why? Because if you don’t secure for yourself first, both will die for lack of oxygen. Christ first always. Cut off the pandering, put on the oxygen mask, get a fresh lung full of GOD BREATH, and then we’ll have what it takes to motivate the late arrivals. You see, there is always the danger of the former generation’s mindsets delaying the new. For Example, the wilderness generation that had to die off before the new generation could enter into the promise land. Save Caleb, another great elder, of great strength, and faith. So beneficial for the crossing over, how much His stories caused the younger generation to burn in their heart for the promised land. What to gain is Christ, and Christ alone.
Let the slumber party sleep, they had their day. Had they stayed awake they never would have missed the INTRO that would have led them to the BRIDGE. Your encounter with the throne shall drench you with the dew of the morning. The thirsty will find it upon you, and seek for more, hold not back, let not the outer court, the FOYER LOVERS, the generations that refuse to budge, (unless their MUSIC IS PREDOMINANT, and their palate satisfied) dictate the MASTER’S IMPARTATIONS upon His WORSHIPPERS that will usher them into the APOSTOLIC rule and reign of CHRIST on this earth. For the nature of what is about to be released in the earth as far as the SOUND and the SONG will be unto Satan the stench of a death dirge, to his rule and reign. Those found worthy will wait upon Christ, if they miss it the ROCKs still will declare it, and another generation of lost WORSHIPPERS will become pawns of a sound and melody that incites idol worship, for by its very nature music sways the masses into singleness of mind that is manipulated to SERVE SOMEBODY, should the Church fail to receive it.
Here Comes The Sons … How Satan so desires to have music born of heaven for it shall surely shall become the theme song to a new world order, if He can get His hands on it, and twist the gift of God for his own purposes, as he has in generations past. After all, Lucifer knows the power and influence of music. So then, let the sleepers lie. Move forward to your AWAKENING, the sound and the new song is creation in her groanings, singing harmony with the throne of God, in this shall your generations come from out of their GRAVES. Does not this present generation love to act out the NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD? IS NOT THE ZOMBIE NATION this generation’s walking dead? Is the earth itself not groaning horrors? Shall not the stars fall down from the sky? What kind of music will come out of heaven and declare this generation? Even define its high call? Will not a Holy Tempest stir up from with in, and join the fountain heads and rivers from the corporate priesthood, and Holy Race? THE LIVING WATERS, Rushing down over the evergreen embankments, where all that is living breathes? The STONES are cut and polished smooth, what is this sound of heaven, that Christ is so enthralled about giving us, this one who came to me as the SON of the Fathers House who is the author and finisher of our faith?
As music interprets a generation, as it somehow relates to them, as they are conduits that carry heaven’s composition, so it is worth contending for waiting on heaven to receive, until it comes. The Worshipers go first, they head up the processions of victory, it is from the HEARING realm we shall first be alerted before the great day. For as it is written: With the voice of an arch angle and the trump of God … So let us have ears to hear, the sounds that come from Heaven. For out of it will come the fire of God that burns the incense of our worship, releasing the aroma, even the fragrances that mingle with His glory, come from His throne.
2 Corinthians 2:16 (AMP) For we are to God the pleasing aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing. To the latter it is an aroma [wafted] from death to death [a fatal odor, the smell of doom]; to the former it is an aroma from life to life [a vital fragrance, living and fresh]. And who is qualified (fit and sufficient) for these things? [Who is able for such a ministry? We?]
Pretty Coats and Burial cloths
A Prophetic Word
I have them that are like my son Joseph, whom I have brought through grievous trials. I’ve brought them from the depths of prison, both literal, and spiritual. Regardless the failure, or in Joseph’s case the false accusations- In your scars still looms the past, that I want to heal forever by reminding you that I have put my signet ring upon your finger, that you may not forget, in all your leading, (in the pointing of the good way) who it is that is YOUR father. I’ve draped you with my robe of righteousness, not only is this garment (a robe for covering), but it is a mantle where by I have called you to walk in. It is that thing that you should not put off, but you shall wear it always. It covers all things you lack in, from head to toe! Let it give you MY peace.
Receive for your mind my peace not torment, my love not fear, go out now from this place where I have met you, with these things to always remind you who you are, your inheritance is in me, your heritage also. For the pretty coat worn by the boy caused him many trials, as it did Joseph of old, it is gone now ripped and dispersed. It was meant to be your burial cloth, as was Joseph’s coat of many colors, rather it was preserved to testify, the one who wore it is dead. The old man is dead. Mourn no more over former glories, I drew the line my son, it was ME.
My coat is not made of man made materials, nor is it the glory of men. You have been renewed, now, and though the seven more wicked than the others have haunted you, you have filled yourself with me. They have found no place. We are here together now. This battle is won in me. My son we have conversed much at the gate of your inheritance, we have spent many days in your days of renewal. Come now and see all that I have in reserve for you. Your allotments in me. WEAR my Kingdom like a garment, never put it off. Of a certain it is RIGHTEOUSNESS, PEACE, AND JOY in the HOLY GHOST.
You stand on the sidewalks of salvation, before you tower the great columns of the porticos’ of peace, the entry way of our fellowship, the place of our communion. Let us sit beyond these doors and rest with in these walls, when you rest with me you are in the highest form of alertness. Am I not the captain of the Host of heaven? I know how to rest, laugh, sing, and war. When David rested from wars he fell into sin. I know how to balance all of the above in a perfect harmony of watchfulness and wakefulness.
In this place, you will see as I see, and be able to properly discern the day, and all its watches. You have longed for the days of renewal, and sought to set its order, but the order that you have seen in days gone by, will not be in the days to come. Not only has the furniture been moved around, but the address isn’t the same. You never exit the gate you came in from. For the glory of the latter house will be greater than the former. Remember, my son- the Tabernacle of God is with men. The fire by night and cloud by day that leads a mobile assembly, in the Spirit, will have no walls.
Let not man’s perimeters, that quench my Spirit be your walls, even your limitations. Live with in the walls of my kingdom, and your work will not be limited. The questions of “how” will dissolve when the proper platforms are raised. Here in, you will fulfill the calling where by I have called you with, says The Lord. Monuments made of walls, with stones erected by men, who cut them out with their own hands are not where I have called you, nor is it where one should spend ones life in the pouring in of their goods or time. But, it truly is the mountain of the Lord, made not by human hands where I’ve called my people to stream to.
Now it shall come to pass in the latter days That the mountain of the Lord’s house Shall be established on the top of the mountains, And shall be exalted above the hills; And all nations shall flow to it. Many people shall come and say, “Come, and let us go up to the mountain of the Lord, To the house of the God of Jacob; He will teach us His ways, And we shall walk in His paths.” For out of Zion shall go forth the law, And the word of the Lord from Jerusalem. He shall judge between the nations, And rebuke many people; They shall beat their swords into plowshares, And their spears into pruning hooks; Nation shall not lift up sword against nation, Neither shall they learn war anymore.
Though many houses and many high walled places may call to you, and you shall stand with in them and preach my word, know your heart rests in Zion. Your spirit rests with in my house whose Chief Corner Stone the builders rejected, is it of no wonder you have been rejected, also, oh Living Stone? Where I am not, know you are out of place, also. They want the beauty of your colors, to crown their works, but not the order that supplies your proper settings. My jealousy for you, my son, has closed many doors, and been the cause of much rejection, let your wounded soul be healed knowing, I have not rejected you but I have chosen you. Living Stone you are set already, in a house made with out hands.
I have fashioned and formed you myself to fit where I have placed you, you are not displaced, but set among those that are mine, through the eyes of the Spirit, you will begin to understand true order. True placement, and finishing processes that perfect those placements, set by my Spirit, says the Lord. Then not only will you comprehend yourself as a living stone among many that makes my house, but you shall, also, be able to identify, and confirm my preparations in others releasing them in to my divine order, this is the true apostolic work of my kingdom of which you are being called.
The patience you will need to wait in- is for the embedded Stones captive in religious settings, even used to crown the works of men, to be dislodged from their satanic strongholds, in order that your ministry will locate and properly line them up for the order of my house, says God. Wait upon me, for this I am perfecting you. ( I see the Father holding smooth stones in His hand as if to clear them from the dust of where He brought them out of) these are those the Father is preparing to be entrusted to one who has been acquainted with their infirmity. (I hear in my spirit that the cutting of stones is a delicate operation, and this is, also, the Father’s work- extracting diamonds from the rough, new converts with clean slates, not marred by religious settings.)
These are those entrusted in the hands of those of whom I’ve anointed to equip them, you shall see them through my eyes, and in my ability that I’ve given you. You shall prepare them for their proper settings, in my house made not with hands of men, but this will be done by my Spirit, through you, for it surly is not by might nor by power, that my lively stones are placed in their settings in my kingdom, says the Lord. Note: In Christ there is no male no female Greek or Jew. But, I kept hearing the Lord Say, “I will be a Father to those Son’s like Joseph, (they have no Father but God, because of injustice in the earth.) This is to say for a lack of spiritual Father’s, as well. I also, saw that the Father wept over the orphans of the earth, and the widows. Hebrews 12.
Hear my cry, O God; Attend to my prayer. From the end of the earth I will cry to You, When my heart is overwhelmed; Lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For You have been a shelter for me, A strong tower from the enemy. I will abide in Your tabernacle forever; I will trust in the shelter of Your wings.
I know this journey has become very difficult for you, but I want you to know that you have not failed me, but in truth it is a passage way, a deep and narrow step off the beaten path. Yet, it is the way. I am the way, remember that. You are in me, and I in you, WE are in the Father. My Spirit has compelled you to come hither, and you have answered that call, but it has brought you to this place, that feels like a hollowed canyon, where an endless stream has cut through a path for you, and still the waters flow … This the way of the deep, calling.
This road I’ve brought you on to travel has (increasingly) proven to be more narrow, and more difficult, as time moves on; still, I am with you. Did I not say, “Lo, I am with you always?” It should comfort you to know there is no other way for you to go, for you are walled in with me, so deep, so narrow, and so high there can be no wrong turn from here. For we have converged upon THE MOUNTAIN now, there is no where else for you to go, remember those days your heart would swell with joy when you stood from it so far? From a distance cool rains and sunsets washed a glory mist upon it, and you wept for the beauty of it? Knowing, someday, someday … Well beloved SOMEDAY has come, for my people are converging upon the mountain of The Lord, and it will test and try you but know this for certain, there was a time when you had many ways that you could choose to go, but you have chosen THE WAY, and have embarked upon HIS path, did I not say straight is the gate and narrow the path that leads to life and few their be who find it?
Now follow me, nothing that you have done wrong has put you here, but it is that ford, that bridge, that is taking you to the other-side, representing those crossings beyond your own ability, that takes you into mine. See my hand extended to comfort you? Though not far from you, have I not always reminded you I am near? Know that your cries are heard by me as much as your silence, you cannot be left alone- your walls are continually before me, as my walls surround you, I am the rock cut from the mountain of The Lord, fashioned without hands, you are anchored in the cornerstone of the promises of the Father, who is not a man that he should lie, or the son of man that he could be mistaken, your journey is one of purpose, at the crossing of man’s ability and into the endless possibilities that are mine. The mountain of The Lord increases, my Kingdom is come. We will make our début, as the church triumphant! They will know those whom overcome as the pillars of the temple, bearers of the weightiness of the glory of the Father, in the place His presence abides!
Isaiah 28:16 Therefore thus says the Lord GOD, “Behold, I am laying in Zion a stone, a tested stone, A costly cornerstone for the foundation, firmly placed. He who believes in it will not be disturbed. “I will make justice the measuring line And righteousness the level; Then hail will sweep away the refuge of lies And the waters will overflow the secret place.
Solomon’s Song 2:14
“O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, In the secret place of the steep pathway, Let me see your form, Let me hear your voice; For your voice is sweet, And your form is lovely…
Let Me Hear Your Voice
I saw my self walking a path at the bottom of what appeared to be an extremely high and narrow canyon, it narrowed as I progressed further down the path and began to feel like I was walking in a way that was cut in stone, in fact this path seemed to be cut through a mountain, and I was walking though what I began to understand was a passage way, proving to become more narrow, and more difficult in the passing of time. I knew I had to continue- I was compelled, convinced, and resolved to keep going, but the further in this trek I walked, the more fear would creep in and doubt would trouble my mind as the deepening canyon cast ever darker shadows. But, I would shake it off, and keep going, the path came to a passage, it was more narrow, the walls of it towered above me; yet, impossible as it seemed, I was able to keep going. It was at this point, in the mountain, where the walls were their highest, where the way extremely narrow, and the sense of isolation deepened. It all became to much for me, and I felt I was asked to accomplish an impossible feet.
I found myself in a battle of wits fending off fear’s taunt, as my mind succumbed to an icy notion that I was stuck, with no way out, and wouldn’t be able to move. That some how I believed a lie, I felt doubt tear through me like shards of ice, an accusatory voice taunting me, “You’re going the wrong way”, I thought I couldn’t breathe, and I wept for what seemed like hours lodged in the depths of this rock mountain. Now, I stood there convinced I had done something wrong for this to be happening to me, thinking this could not have been what God had planned for my life. I remembered Jonah’s lament and felt that I could understand a portion of his agony.
“I cried out to the Lord because of my affliction,
And He answered me.”
“Out of the belly of Sheol I cried,
And You heard my voice.
For You cast me into the deep,
Into the heart of the seas,
And the floods surrounded me;
All Your billows and Your waves passed over me.
Then I said, ‘I have been cast out of Your sight;
Yet I will look again toward Your holy temple.’
The waters surrounded me, even to my soul;
The deep closed around me;
Weeds were wrapped around my head.
I went down to the moorings of the mountains;
The earth with its bars closed behind me forever;
Yet You have brought up my life from the pit,
O Lord, my God.
“When my soul fainted within me,
I remembered the Lord;
And my prayer went up to You,
Into Your holy temple.
“Those who regard worthless idols
Forsake their own Mercy.
But I will sacrifice to You
With the voice of thanksgiving;
I will pay what I have vowed.
Salvation is of the Lord.”
At some point in this moment of despair I seemed to rise above my self and go outside from where I was, and I became the “her” the “she” whom I was now watching below. I could see “her”, seemingly, embedded in a deep cleft, in the narrow canyon of a rock mountain, passing through an etched path of what looked like luminous blue gray granite. The sky had an aurora effect that cast everything into a blue translucent light as if the stars and moon were reflecting the sun as fully as they could past the twilight hour. “She” was in the pathway cut through it, deep and narrow, as I watched her I listened. She softly wept between intervals of silence, she whispered, she recited verses, and in the late night screamed out banishments to fear. When her voice grew silent I could hear the rythematic breathing in her intervals of rest.
At times she conversed, she laughed, and worshipped the Father, it was in these times her journey seemingly progressed in a steady clip. She sang little songs, but when the shadows deepened and the wind shifted she wept, she sobbed, she grew silent, she slept, she awoke, she whispered, she recited, she rested, she wept, but somehow the tears would always give way to an assurance that would lift her up to go on, and every time she rose up she found the only thing that would lodge her stuck in the passage way was when her fears would get the best of her, and doubt would overwhelm her. From above I could see, In truth, “she” was not hungry, thirsty, or lost. (The she who was I) could breathe … I was never once stuck, cold, nor ever in danger. It puzzled me why moving forward through this passageway would at times cause so much brokenness in my life, every time it stemmed from the same disturbing thought, questioning not God, but my ability to hear God, doubting not the creator, but the creature’s fallibility. In that I was helplessly and hopelessly flawed, just one more dark thought away from disaster.
An Expected End
As I watched myself from above, I thought: I cannot help myself to see, that (The WAY) had an expected end, a sure finish, lined up with the rising of the dawn, and was just this one dark night away, in a place I was never alone. For not only had the Great Shepherd walked this same path, the Spirit of the Lord was my enduring guide. I prayed to the Lord to lift me up. It was then that I heard Him begin to speak to me in a loving tone, to keep my focus fixed upon him, through this transition, in this place so difficult, saying, “He whose mind is stayed upon me has perfect peace.” He exhorted me to meditate on His word, to pray unceasingly, to worship and praise, to sing to myself spiritual songs, and keep my focus upon Him, always. He brought me back to those instances when I lost my mental footing and the journey became to difficult to bear.
He said, “In these times you let your mind drift and though it provided momentary escape for you, it wasn’t what you needed to keep your spiritual equilibrium; but, rather, was what caused you to lose your footing.” I remembered when that happened, my mind drifted away and went somewhere else, I remember looking back, staring into the rock as if it was a movie screen going back into the recesses of my mind. How I could somehow sprout wings and fly away; but, when I had come back to myself from these empty daydreams, to the crevice where I stood … it was somehow darker, the Lord’s voice masked by the howl of the arid cavity I stood in, only to feel lonelier … and it was there the doubts began to be hurled at me, landing like razor edged stones cutting into my soul, my own voice taunting me as I stood paralysed, heaving in tears. Still, a broken and contrite heart the Lord will not ignore, He will not despise it, and mercy would lift me up, and enable me to realize, I was free all along to progress in this journey, to move on in Him, by faith, and so I did. I moved, and when I did the restrictions that seemingly froze me in my tracks, drifted off like ghostly cords, unravelling from my arms, legs, and hands.
The only restraints that restrained me were those of my cruel imaginations. Had I kept my focus the essence of His being would have called upon me to continue to keep moving as it had been, all along. But, in my fatigue I looked away, Oh, if I could sprout wings and fly away, my strength betrayed me … But, I remembered HIS promises and when I thought I couldn’t go any farther, and the hours became days, He appeared there beside me, and said, “Look from where you come and what you passed through. So I did, I was astounded at the cleft in the Rock I had just passed through, knowing I had come this way; but, from where I came was physically impossible for any one to go through, I looked a gain and understood it was the via Delarosa. The only one who can take us through, was the one who had gone through it Himself. The Lord said, “This is the eye of the needle that is impossible with men, yet, is possible with God.”
I could see I had to have this encounter in order to face what I had to pass through next. For it was just as narrow and, seemingly, just as impossible; but, I was encouraged. I remembered a word the Lord gave to me years prior. “When the gift of faith takes you into extraordinary circumstances, an extraordinary prayer life is required to sustain it.” These places are dangerous to back slide in, for when we have experienced the remarkable acts, and attributes of God, and then have fallen away from Him, Satan’s delight to punish such a one is found in great cruelty, it would be better for them to have never known HIS remarkable power, than to have known it, tasted of it, flourished in it, just to fall under the spell of the deceitfulness of sin, and regress from the truth. This the Father’s concern for us and HIS MERCY is clear in the mystery of balancing our root systems with draught, to grow them deep, with out causing our fruit to perish.
But You, O Lord, do not be far from Me;
O My Strength, hasten to help Me!
Deliver Me from the sword,
My precious life from the power of the dog.
Save Me from the lion’s mouth
And from the horns of the wild oxen!
You have answered Me.
I will declare Your name to My brethren;
In the midst of the assembly I will praise You.
You who fear the Lord, praise Him!
All you descendants of Jacob, glorify Him,
And fear Him, all you offspring of Israel!
For He has not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted;
Nor has He hidden His face from Him;
But when He cried to Him, He heard.
This truth became evident in those moments of doubt in the mountain cleft. How quickly a satanic suggestion is near to creep in with mockery in order to destroy the progress of the miraculous. In contrast to the extreme, there is also the challenge to live in the mundane, and serve him well there, this is an allowance approved as acceptable, and of reasonable service, from a merciful Father, to preserve us. The author and finisher of our faith, is the one who is constantly pressing out imperfections that would destroy us under pressure should they be solidified with in the constitution of what makes us who we are. This is letting patience having her perfect work, in us that extreme circumstances can perfect us, not destroy us.
So He is faithful in the breaking, when we need broken, and in the mending, when we need torn, and in the moulding, even to the marring of the clay, when starting over serves HIS greater purpose in perfecting us … As long as we are in His hands, walking in HIS WAY, there will be no regrets, nor failure. Even our set backs in Christ will cause us to arrive right on time. Many times I asked the Lord, “Please let me do more for you.” Like a Father holding on to the tugging hands of His little daughter who would rather run than talk, He says, “I know how to send you ahead with out losing you. Let all things be in my will, and in my time.” So the lesson is rest in HIM, and trust, never doubt that He is in you as you abide in Him. In all things give thanks, to this one- The Author and Finisher of Our Faith.
Luke 4:1 Jesus, full of the Holy Spirit, left the Jordan and was led by the Spirit into the wilderness …
My daughter was over for the weekend. I was up early in my routine, with he Lord, and she mentioned in passing that she was hungry, I knew we had nothing easy for her to go to, and that breakfast would require my full attention, so I explained to her that breakfast wasn’t going to be for awhile. No sooner had I said that, then I turned to Mathew 25: 31-46 in the bible that was in my hand. Of course, the words of Jesus saying, I was hungry and you gave me nothing to eat, grabbed my attention. Later, a prophetic declaration from the Spirit of The Lord, was spoken to us revolving around this paragraph in the New Testament.
The Son of Man Will Judge the Nations
“When the Son of Man comes in His glory, and all the holy angels with Him, then He will sit on the throne of His glory. All the nations will be gathered before Him, and He will separate them one from another, as a shepherd divides his sheep from the goats. And He will set the sheep on His right hand, but the goats on the left. Then the King will say to those on His right hand, ‘Come, you blessed of My Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world: for I was hungry and you gave Me food; I was thirsty and you gave Me drink; I was a stranger and you took Me in; I was naked and you clothed Me; I was sick and you visited Me; I was in prison and you came to Me.’
“Then the righteous will answer Him, saying, ‘Lord, when did we see You hungry and feed You, or thirsty and give You drink? When did we see You a stranger and take You in, or naked and clothe You? Or when did we see You sick, or in prison, and come to You?’ And the King will answer and say to them, ‘Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these My brethren, you did it to Me.’
After I read that passage, needless to say, I decided to get breakfast going for her. Later, again, the passage flopped open to us, when the bible was picked-up off the table, during our prayer time, and this is what came of our encounter with the Holy Spirit, in the following prophetic declaration.
To The Least Of These
“All of time is recorded in the books, these days are recorded in heaven and all that occurs on earth, occurs before my eyes”, says the Lord. “I have decreed special anointings and mercies that have been held up for such a time as now, and I am releasing greater reward for those that bless me, among mine, in every nation, and in every tongue, among men”, says the Lord. “Whosoever finds me in prison, and visits me, will he himself be visited. Feeds me, will be fed, clothes me and covers all manner of my nakedness, he himself shall not be made ashamed in his hour, he will rejoice in me, and I will cover him so long as he continues his trust towards me. For when he has done this to the least of those who are mine he has done this to me, and who are those that are mine? Are they not of whom I am their head and they are my body? Are they not, also, the least in all the lands, who look to me? Allow the little children to come to me, make away for them to come to me, help them to come to me, and you will not lose your reward. I’m saying, He who finds the Christian in this earth and blesses him, is blessing me, and he who finds the destitute, who looks to me, and helps them, helps me. This is the rod that separates the goats from the sheep before me, I will judge the nations, says the Lord, but this hour will determine where many will stand for blessing and for reward while I am being persecuted through out all nations, and my head, in the market place, is sold for a price. Remember, even for the fool who says there is no God, but shows mercy, in this life, will obtain mercies. For blessed are the merciful … And while there are those who are appointed as martyrs, who pay the ultimate price, in these services of love towards me, he will in no wise lose his reward, but that greater reward will find him. All, are named in my book, and numbered, until that number is complete. Does a sparrow fall to the ground and I don’t take note of it? Are these that are mine worth more than a sparrow? Surly, they were formed before my eyes in their mother’s womb, and I saw every one of their days, before there was yet any one of them.”
A third time this morning the Lord opened up this passage.
“Then He will also say to those on the left hand, ‘Depart from Me, you cursed, into the everlasting fire prepared for the devil and his angels: for I was hungry and you gave Me no food; I was thirsty and you gave Me no drink; I was a stranger and you did not take Me in, naked and you did not clothe Me, sick and in prison and you did not visit Me.’
“Then they also will answer Him, saying, ‘Lord, when did we see You hungry or thirsty or a stranger or naked or sick or in prison, and did not minister to You?’ Then He will answer them, saying, ‘Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did not do it to one of the least of these, you did not do it to Me.’ And these will go away into everlasting punishment, but the righteous into eternal life.”
“Indeed the nations that bless ME, AND SEND THEIR ENVOYS to the TEMPLE of My DWELLING, even the place of MY HOLY HABITATION, where my SPIRIT has rest, will certainly be blessed in my revealing, says The Lord, the one who IS, WAS, and IS TO COME. The Alpha and Omega, the BEGINNING and the END, the BRIGHT and MORNING STAR.”
Prophetic Dream Symbolism
Thank you for your giving. Deana Barnes
The difference between the many who are called, and the few who are chosen. It all lies in our response to the word of God when we hear it. What stirs hell to attention? You. What you do with what you are given. The kingdom of God belongs to those who take hold of it. Not many wise, not many noble, but those considered weak by this worlds standards, putting to shame the strength of this world. HIS strength is made perfect in our weakness. To become a champion of the faith is to respond to the call of God, trusting Him with our lives to do the impossible, through us.
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Open your mouth and I will fill it, says The Lord, have I not fashioned you to be my mouth piece!? To speak my words that I have placed in your heart to speak? The beating of your heart moves into your ears, and you continuously say, “Is this you? Is this you, Lord?” Did I not say I would fill you full to overflowing, when you seek me? Did I not say follow me and I would make you fishers of men? Can you do it apart from my Spirit; shall I not draw them first to myself by my invisible hand? Shall not I make your way prosper, to plant the heavens and lay the foundations of the earth with the words that proceed out of MY mouth? MY word shall not return void- BUT YOUR words are dead all ready, they lay ON the ground and cannot get up for there is no life in the dribbling of the wisdom of MEN.
Yet, it is my WORD that has accomplished the thing that I SENT HIM to accomplish. And even now the NEW MAN of whom CHRIST is the head- I have sent out like a TRIATHLON runner, who treks land and sea, mountain and valley, highway and hill, to do my work. More so, shall he scale the walls of hinderance, climb the face of resistance, shoot forth the arrow of prophetic proclamation, and swim the tides of change. In the moonlight of midnight he scans the horizon and discerns the silhouettes of covert, and the tree lines that walk like men, he blows the trumpet in Zion! He scouts from the distant shores- what I declare as hidden is hidden, what I declare as seen is seen, and the WORDS I speak! says The Lord, are spirit and they are truth.
Isaiah 51: 4 Listen to me my people; And give ear to me … MY righteousness is near, My salvation has gone forth, THe coastlands will WAIT UPON ME, and upon MY arm they will trust.
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When The Warrior of Faith Comes Home
By: dee http://www.newinepouring.com/
My name. My name. Child of mine, says The Lord, I have taken you out of warfare and have set your feet in a broad place. To occupy the victory that I have given you. Still, this one thing you must continue to do, you must walk your parameters, and consciously acknowledge your inheritance. In other words understand fully, I have brought you here for a purpose, so remain reasonably alert, you do this by using the power of my name against the enemy (rendered) toothless, yet nipping away at your mind to distract you.
Remember it is the little foxes that spoil the vine, the little cracks in the wall the enemy would dig away at. The places of insecurity, and fear, I would have you place these things, simply, under my blood. You are clean for my blood has cleansed you from all unrighteousness, no man can walk upright with out my help, I am the one who perfects your walk, it is I says The Lord, that is the author and finisher of your faith.
Often after years of conflict soldiers find it hard to live in the mundane, the day to day responsibilities of life, that is why you must look to me who is your source of joy, and will train you to find fulfillment even in that which seems mundane, or, monotonous. Once you have completely settled in this place I have ordained for you to occupy, the stage then will be set for you to move into the next phase of you life, that I have planned for you and yours.
These are times where advancement in my kingdom is made. But, to many drift in this place, and miss the purpose for why I establish my people in a land. It is that you will have a place to develop other realms of accomplishment, unattainable in slavery, unfathomable in the wilderness, and elusive in wars. This kind off accomplishment that I want to lead you to, can only be realized with in the established borders
of your inheritance.
This is where the arts flourish in any civilization, the natural world can testify, only a people at peace, and prospering, with in the walls of a city can pursue the more ornate accomplishments in life. In my name you shall … Silence the storms, the accusations, and mockery, of what should be for you peacefulness of mind, for it will be this place the enemy would seek to taunt you, and debate your good standing with me, my love for you is above all, and for every one of your concerns I have an answer, says The Lord.
It begins with the truth of my Word, the authority in my name, and the power of my blood. These things that you have entered into, these settlements, where the borders are not only being expanded, but the stakes are being run deep into the ground, is not the destination, they are stepping stones you need to establish a platform to where I am taking you.
The oak grows slow, but it is a great tree, tall and strong, much finds refuge in them.There is much more that I have for you, and your joy will be full in me, you will not be disappointed with what I have for you, let your heart rest in me for the desire of your heart is being fulfilled before your very eyes in an exceedingly natural way, so natural that you’re having a hard time connecting the spiritual, and supernatural significance of it in fulfilling your destiny. Stay the course, my faithful warrior, and above all else continue to love.
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