Have you received the Holy Spirit since you believed? This question was asked by Paul when he encountered disciples of Christ on his journey as an Apostle. Why would Paul ask disciples of Christ if they had the Holy Spirit? Is that not an automatic for all those baptized in water? All those who believe in Christ? Not according to the scriptures. Tune in as Deana takes us on a short excursion through Acts revealing two separate baptisms. The baptism of water, and the baptism of the Holy Ghost, and fire.
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.
Isaiah 2 New King James Version (NKJV)
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 bend 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 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 bend, 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 bend, 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 narrowed, 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, understanding Jonah’s lament I felt doubt tear through me like shards of ice, my accusatory voice taunting me, “You’re going the wrong way”, I thought I couldn’t breath, 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 breath … 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 theGreat 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 narrowed 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 passage way 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, 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 away with out loosing 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.”
Who is she that APPEARS like the dawn, fair as the MOON, bright as the SUN, majestic as an Army WITH BANNERS? Two years ago we were given a prophetic word that is in its NOW season. An allegory that paints a picture of the BRIDE OF CHRIST gathering refugees out of the rocky clefts of the MOUNTAINS of Turkey. In this pod cast we discuss prophetic scribing, and the call of GOD for his people to come out of the Babylonian institutions of the earth. The prophetic word called JOURNEY at NeWinePouring.com is a must read to get the full message of this podcast. Includes prayer ministry and words of knowledge for the restoration of Joy. Our key verse are out of JEREMIAH 50, 51.
Prophetic Dream Symbolism
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An Ancient Pilgrimage Genesis 24
Keep an account of Her. Her going out and HER coming in. Watch her as you watch for HIM, more. THE one chosen, the one HE loves. The called out for, to have and to Hold. Whom he ransomed for a GREAT price. See her, how she has made herself ready. The one, as the story is told, whom GOD spoke of. HIS servant met HER at the well. She drew for him of the DEEP waters. THE ONE chosen by the Father. Whom was pre KNOWN; kin of HIS KIND.
The one LAUGHTER, He HAS gone down now, at evening tide before they arrive.
She lifts up her eyes and sees HIM, there is a catch in her breath as the bride enquires of the servant (as she has already lit off the camel) “Who is this?” She asks, the servant replies, “This is my sovereign.”
The original HEBREW words of this story of ISAAC and REBEKAH paint a beautiful encounter. The sun is setting as Isaac walks out into the field to meditate. It is reasonable to believe this was something he did quite often. This time, He saw coming an entourage of camels, the servant, and his servant’s, servants. The bride, her nurse, and maidens. The Hebrew word for damsels suggest children of an unknown age from infancy to adolescence, the root meaning is not necessarily female, but rather child servants. Boys and Girls. Rebekah, the delightful young woman that she was, revealed her personality at the well where she met, and accommodated Abrahams servant, and his camels, with their fill of water. We can draw a safe conclusion that Rebekah was full of life, very engaging, hospitable, and played the big sister to the less fortunate of those around her. After all, the well was the place to be for a lovely girl like Rebekah. No doubt, her little brood of admirers were gathered in the entourage, to accompany Rebekah; to grow up as her servants in the household, and shadow of the renown dwelling among the nomadic, unmistakably identifiable, even from a distance, the place of refreshing, benevolence, and hospitality … The house, the mobile city known as SARAH’S Tent.
Sarah’s tent, renown and honored (as the original language of the scriptures describe) seemed to be more than just a dwelling among nomads. It is a picture of New Jerusalem. Sarah’s tent was a sight to be seen as soon as it came in view, gauged against the horizon.
The original Hebrew wording gives us this picture of their first encounter. Rebekah sees Isaac and the scriptures says she lited off the camel, truer to the original language, she actually dismounted the camel so enthralled and focused upon Isaac that she sort of fell into her dismount, and then regained her composure, while learning from the servant (who is a type and shadow of the Holy Ghost) that the man Rebekah sees standing in the field to greet them is her beloved. She then veiled herself in order to be identified as the one whom Father Abraham had sent for. Of all who stood before him, the veil signified his bride as the ONE among the them who were free born. Another picture in type and shadow, that Rebekah was there of her own freewill, as all are, in Christ.
The account of Rebekah’s response reveals a sense of dignity and pedigree, after the servant confirmed what her heart already knew, she immediately pulls together her covering garments for modesty, after her unassisted dismount; at the same time, the Hebrew words describe she covered the hollows of her form, and stood up to present herself as any lady would, modestly, yet purposely, plumping the folds of the garment to give hint of her femininity; as, one commentary suggested. It is also mentioned in another commentary that she postrated herself before Isaac as Abigail did David; however, the brief passage leaves that open for discussion. It is a gesture beyond what is required but who would deny her that response? The next scene (we are told) is when Isaac takes Rebekah into his mother’s tent and was then comforted from Sarah’s death.
Sarah’s name broken down in pictograms of the ancient Hebrew alphabet contains a “hidden” name or description of Sarah’s life; it reads like this: “The one who saw two great destructions.” This enables us to look at Sarah whose name directly means princess, as a type and shadow of that Kingdom abode, from where the scripture says “Only with thine eyes shall you see the reward of the wicked.” From a distance only, did Sarah see the smoke of Sodom and Gomora, as it will be for those who rest in that heavenly ECONOMY of hospitality, and benevolence; wrapped in the arms of a greater promise that that of Abraham. This world’s two great destructions- one by water, and the other by fire, will become a distant memory as the old order of things pass away, and all things become new. Sarah’s passing takes with her the memory of the sorrows of this world.
This ending the picture of Christ meeting His Church, the Sojourning Bride, safely handed over to Him, by the guide of all guides; even, the precious Holy Spirit that completed His work. The lovely lady, was kept in His unbroken custody to present before the Kings of Kings, and Lord of Lords; His bride, by Her own free will. Her and her entourage, forever. Her personal servant with her, a nurse named Deborah, accompanied her in her journey. The Hebrew name Deborah is translated bee which also, means word. So there you have it, a perfect picture of the bride of Christ brought to Him, safely, by the guidance of the Holy Spirit, with the assistance of the WORD OF LIFE.
Beloved, are we not in that procession this day? Bearing gifts of His own? Onyx stones, and bracelets, little bells upon the priestly hems, and ankles … surely, she has anointed herself with HIS oils and perfume. This journey is a progressive procession of joy, of righteousness, and truth, in the Holy Ghost. This is the BRIDE who made herself ready, who meets Him at the well. Escorted daily in His accommodations, held in His sacred trust, with the WORD OF LIFE in attendance.
Song of Solomon 6:9-10 (ESV)
My dove, my perfect one, is the only one, the only one of her mother, pure to her who bore her. The young women saw her and called her blessed; the queens and concubines also, and they praised her. Who is this who looks down like the dawn, beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awesome as an army with banners?”
Song of Songs
“Listen! I hear my love! Look! Here he comes! He’s leaping across the mountains. He’s coming over the hills.
The one who loves me is like an antelope or a young deer. Look! There he stands behind our wall. He’s gazing through the window. He’s peering through the screen. He said to me, ‘Rise up, my love. Come with me, my beautiful one. Look! The winter is past. The rains are over and gone.
Flowers are appearing on the earth. The season for singing has come.
The cooing of doves is heard in our land. The fig trees are producing their early fruit.
The flowers on the vines are giving off their sweet smell.
Rise up and come, my love. Come with me, my beautiful one.’”
..And the SPIRIT and the BRIDE call out, come now! Even come Lord Jesus!
The tie that binds “LOVED”
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Years ago, I had a dream that I was standing on a flatbed trailer singing to the four corners of the earth in a park. A park I ended up preaching in for a street gang outreach a few years later. Days after the dream, at a locked coliseum, during a prayer walk the Lord told us to prophecy keys for the door. Turning around, and having no thought to go in, we prophesied keys for the door, thinking it had to do with some future event. Less than a minute later the manager of the building’s maintenance rolled up in a pick-up and asked us if we needed the keys. By faith we said yes, not really understanding what God was doing. He opened the door and let us in to a coliseum that, later, Rodney Howard Brown would preach in and where the Rocker, Marylinn Manson, would put on a show while Christians picketed outside. When we walked inside the event center I noticed right away there was a flat-bed trailer I saw in my dream a few nights before. We walked up to the trailer anointed it with prayer, and claimed it for the glory of God. Such an odd encounter that day. We left in awe knowing we fulfilled a mission ordained of God. Days later, the Lord gave me an astounding conformation, again, about the flat-bed trailer. It was an article James Wilie published in the Morning Star Journal, that began with the same imagery I had in my dream. A woman standing on a flatbed trailer. The dream spoke of a generation lost because the church refused the music that actually was given to us in the first place. We know that music now as Rock and Roll. We will never know the original intent of this music called rock and roll, for in its infancy it was put out of the Church only to be filtered through the world before it found its way back again, tainted by a broken chain of custody. Little did I know at the time of James Wiley’s article that our three children would grow up as worship team members and leaders in the next decade, in three different states. We allowed them access to every anointed sound under heaven. Still, there was always a push back against the music that they naturally evolved in. To the point that worship services were a source of heart ache, the warfare resisting it not understood by those in charge, thinking to “tone it down” was the logical resolve. The music was fine for Christian concerts, but, resisted when integrated as worship in the church. Thankfully, I believe that mindset is behind us for the most part, yet, there are still many gathering places where the Body of Christ comes together, where this kind of philosophy rules. The gravity of warfare we were facing during that time was intensified when a music minister, and youth worship leader, both lost their lives, tragically, at the height of their impact in a region known as the cradle of former awakenings. Still to this day, in that region’s underground music scene there is a string of premature deaths in its wake, mostly do to accidents, sudden illnesses, and drugs. For our children, the music of their youth, like a wave has moved out to sea, to rise again another day. A blockade runner cannot go in the same way twice, right? As these things do, it’s not if but when, for each wave deposits its treasures to line the shores for that one great wave to carry it all in. The new decade brought more changes and new assignments, our oldest married, plays drums for his church, curiously, his secular music scene is predominately frequented by musicians from Christian homes, playing in secular bands. The youngest took his music behind the walls of obscurity. The music is now his worship between Him and God, and rarely played outside of his own studio. My daughter missing her companions, have moved on with her own life, as well, sharing her love to worship with her children. I walk the halls of the house of prayer, and like a glimmer of sunlight a sound breaks through the closed doors, from the back, as if heaven itself is behind them. I dare not even poke my head in, it sounds like a score from an epic movie. Am I hearing the previews of another era? Only God knows. Two years ago, I had another dream 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 rapid 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, present with HIM in HIS presence. No preparation apart from him will lead you to Him. Grace has made the way, boldly enter in. No new 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 screaming for their idols- are a people 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 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?]
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The Holy One of Israel
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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In your book they were all written- days that were ordained for us to live, your thoughts were precious towards us.
Many, LORD my God, are the wonders you have done, the things you planned for us. None can compare with you; were I to speak and tell of your deeds, they would be too many to declare.
You who bring good news to Zion, go up on a high mountain. You who bring good news to Jerusalem, lift up your voice with a shout, lift it up, do not be afraid; say to the towns of Judah, “Here is your God!”
You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and hills will burst into song before you, and all the trees of the field will clap their hands.
“The days are coming,” declares the LORD, “when I will raise up for David a righteous Branch, a King who will reign wisely and do what is just and right in the land.
In his days Judah will be saved and Israel will live in safety. This is the name by which he will be called: The LORD Our Righteous Savior.
Instead, they will serve the LORD their God and David their king, whom I will raise up for them.
“‘So do not be afraid, Jacob my servant; do not be dismayed, Israel,’ declares the LORD. ‘I will surely save you out of a distant place, your descendants from the land of their exile. Jacob will again have peace and security, and no one will make him afraid.
“This is what the LORD says: “‘I will restore the fortunes of Jacob’s tents and have compassion on his dwellings; the city will be rebuilt on her ruins, and the palace will stand in its proper place.
So there is hope for your descendants,” declares the LORD. “Your children will return to their own land.
“Therefore say: ‘This is what the Sovereign LORD says: Although I sent them far away among the nations and scattered them among the countries, yet for a little while I have been a sanctuary for them in the countries where they have gone.’
There I will give her back her vineyards, and will make the Valley of Achor a door of hope. There she will respond as in the days of her youth, as in the day she came up out of Egypt.
“so now I have determined to do good again to Jerusalem and Judah. Do not be afraid.
This third I will put into the fire; I will refine them like silver and test them like gold. They will call on my name and I will answer them; I will say, ‘They are my people,’ and they will say, ‘The LORD is our God.'”
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There is nothing hidden that shall not be made manifested and those things done in darkness shall be brought out into the light! Luke 8:17 God sees the unfolding of the bud yet with in the vine, as well as he sees, and reveals, the hidden agenda’s of scheming men.
Did you know that Jesus said, “The words that I speak to you are spirit and they are life? Therefore the things of the spirit must be spiritually understood.”
Luke 8:18 Jesus : “So pay attention to how you hear. To those who listen to my teaching, more understanding will be given. But for those who are not listening, even what they think they understand will be taken away from them.”
Divine Pruning- To be subtracted from that we might be added to.
This past year has been the culmination of a season of pruning for those marked for leadership in the body of Christ. All of us who press on into the upward call will find ourselves in and out of these seasons of pruning, where God is removing dead works, and unproductive clutter, out of our lives. Often times, we are so preoccupied with expansion, and growth, we overlook the necessary principles of maintaining healthy, and stable, businesses, ministries, and relationships. This season of pruning, for many, has resulted in cut backs. Ministries, outreaches, businesses, and perhaps even a loss of these things, leaving those who have gone through this, a sense of bareness, but it is for our good that the dead things that have no fruit in them are cut away. There are going to be abrupt changes taking place, in so much, that literally we will find what was relevant one day, not at all the next. Looking back a year from now will seem such a faded distance away. Change is in the air. God sees down the line a lot farther than we do. He will get you ready if you’re willing. The baggage we throw our world into, will take wings. WE must put all our trust in Him.
Those destined to serve in divine government have been sorely pruned. The missing branches, taken out of our lives, and ministry, that we thought would fulfill us, were ill equipped, or incapable of producing what was needed in the governmental authority God is preparing his people to rule in, as we move into the decades to come.
The weakened, fruitless, or diseased, branches that would betray us under the pressure of appointment, and position, were cut off, to make way for a stronger, and more productive branch, to take its place. Have faith, what seems to be loss is preparation for great gain. This is 2011, this is 2012. Subtracted from, to be added to, in preparation for government rule.
New King James Version (NKJV)
Brethren, I do not count myself to have apprehended; but one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind and reaching forward to those things which are ahead, I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.
The Kingdom of God Suffers Violence, And The Violent Takes it By Force
However, there has been another kind of assault against those marked for ruler-ship in the kingdom of God. And this one is of the kind that David and his men suffered in 1 Samuel 30. It is another kind of “removal or subtraction” and that is one of a healthy limb, cut off, or taken by the enemy. A malicious separation by the thief who comes to steal, kill, and destroy.
In David’s story we see an aggressive campaign to restore what has been stolen, and a lesson learned regarding a militant watch required on the home front, even as we are off in foreign lands working for the Lord. The story of David and his men (that I encourage the reader to review) speaks of those who are left to watch over the home front receiving like honor, as those in the field.
One area that will bring much healing in the body, and already has, is this subject of honor. Giving honor to those to whom honor is due, will continue to be the healing balm of restoration, and unity for the Body of Christ, as we move forward into a new church era.
The Davidian Rule takes back the lost and stolen. It gives honor to whom honor is due, recognition to whom recognition is due. It Sees the part everyone has in the whole, and rewards it. 1 Samuel 30:21-31
A Sum of All Our Yesterdays, the Beginning of All Our Tomorrows.
For the older saints who still have a few years of work ahead of them, they are seeing, what seems to be no end to it, no retirement possible, in the natural, to do the things they wanted to do for the kingdom of God. Their years of spiritual warfare, and the wrong decisions that others have made, feels as if it has taken from them momentum, time, and money … the actions of others impacting what should have been stored up for their latter years.
Now many are seeing a world that has sown to the wind, and is reaping the whirl wind. The result of sin, and disobedience. How it has impacted there own lives even though it wasn’t from choices they made. As David, they have come home from work, from ministry, from obedience to God, only to find their family members in captivity, their finances depleted, their house, and wares worn out; surrounded by comrades who themselves are angry, and disenfranchised.
The answer to much of this is walking in the revelation that the bear market has nothing to do with the kingdom of God’s economy, but we also, have to remember we are living in this fallen world and the murderer and thief is still at large.
The good news is, Satan cannot win, and even when he does seem to win, that is when he really looses! It is God’s good pleasure to restore to us what has been stolen.
Campaigns To Retrieve the Lost and Stolen
Now is the time to pull all stolen resources out of the camp of the enemy. Calling them out in the name of Yeshuah. (The God who saves) Just as David and his men went after their family and wives who were stolen from them while they were out to war, so there are those in the body of Christ, who have been out doing the Lord’s work and have come back only to find their home pillaged by the enemy. The weakest link in the family/body being zeroed in on to penetrate walls of defense, to get in and raise havoc.
You may not see how it was persecution, but I assure you that for many, that is exactly what it is. You did nothing wrong. A weakness that had nothing to do with you was exploited to the hilt, not because of your wrong, but because of what you were doing right.
Yes, some of us make messy beds we have to sleep in and God is merciful, but this I am talking about is something that would not have been exploited like it was had it not been for WHO YOU ARE.
You will need all that the enemy has taken from you back, for the days ahead. And it is there for you to retrieve, if you will believe. This translates into that which has been stolen from our homes, finances, and families, our church families, and even God’s people through out all nations, for those who are believing for the lost on that level.
Pent up justice, and that thing stolen- from those who have been faithful, is held up for that day of exchange that God has assigned, in a time when it will be needed most. The riches of the wicked, and illegally obtained wealth, is laid up for the just. You have been waiting to long. Now is the time for you to mount up for battle, and demand the thief to restore all that has been stolen- with interest!
Our Own Experience
A few months ago we did just that, we began a prayer vigil, and stand; demanding what has been stolen to be returned. After a few days of prayer we had a break through. The lord gave me a vision. I saw my self walking through a battle field, nothing was left but abandoned tanks, and burning debris, the earth was scorched. I then came upon an abandoned camp, up next to a mountain. There was nothing left in the camp but smoking debris and broken equipment. I felt that what was stolen in the camp had been retrieved, but my eyes fixed on clefts in the rocks of a mountain side, next to the camp.
I walked over and began to search into the clefts and ravines. As I did I began to see souls coming up from between the rocks, they were missed when the campaign to retrieve the stolen, had previously gone through. I Saw Parcels and a U-Haul Bringing Back the Lost and Stolen.
I have had the lost, and stolen restored before, but this was something else. Much more was at stake than what we could possibly have known. When we obeyed God and began this campaign, we saw the Lord work a mighty work. I saw in the spirit a U-Haul truck full of goods. The Lord said, “In a few days there will be three parcels coming in, little things as a down payment, but behind that is a haul. Keep standing, believing, and praying.” A few days after that my camera that had been lost for a year was retrieved. A couple of parcels came in the mail, items left behind from traveling, another parcel was a financial blessing that restored an unjust loss; as He has promised these three parcels came in as a marker for more to come …
To Go the Extra Mile, To Wait Upon the Lord For One More Hour …
It was there the Lord reminded me of something that happened many years ago. We suffered the loss of a fledgling work of the Lord where people were getting saved, healed, and delivered, and this loss came through betrayal. I began to include that situation in our prayers for the recovery of the lost and stolen.
A few days later came the haul. The lives and souls of precious human beings. I can testify that our prayers for the return of that which has been stolen has measured out in souls. Even a new mission presented itself in subsequent days from this focused prayer for the stolen to be returned. God is an awesome warrior who retrieves the lost at every cost, for He has done that, even to the shedding of his own blood at Calvary, for the remission of sins.
What the thief has stolen shall be restored. Many of us in ministry have been interrupted, or intruded upon by the enemy, the cost has been souls, and I shudder for those who have involved themselves in treachery in the midst of God’s work. But in Christ’s kingdom nothing shall be lost, none of His shall be forgotten. He will go the extra mile as the good shepherd always does, not satisfied that He has secured the 99, he continues searching for that one missing.
What we do in the kingdom of God must be done with intent. Make the decision to try again, go back one more time, take one more search party, lead one more campaign in the spirit. Didn’t Jesus say, “Could you not tarry one more hour?” Could we not go back one more time, try once again, and this time believe for all that was stolen to be restored? Ultimately, that is summed up in souls of lost men and women, and hurting boys and girls.
Many times finances hinder the work of God, yet, He promises us that He gives to us all things pertaining to life and Godliness, those things are available to us to fulfill God’s purposes in the earth. If finances are not coming through, it is not because of what God will not do, or what He has not provided. It is because of what the enemy has done. I don’t understand asking God for prosperity, I do understand telling hell to get off of what God has already given us, to serve Him with.
We must take our authority and exact from the kingdom of darkness those things stolen away and hidden in it. God wants us to take back wealth, time, health, strength, all for souls, all to advance His kingdom. He said, ” I have given you power to tread … The kingdom of God suffers violence, but the violent take it by force.
And how is this done? Didn’t Jesus say, the words that I speak to you are spirit and they are truth? That we war not against flesh and blood but against spiritual wickedness in high places? Are we not to command the night to bow to the day, with a two edged sword in our hand, and the High praises of God in our mouths? Speak as Moses spoke to the spiritual Pharaohs of the land and say, God has said, “Let my people go?” Our part should not be left undone for He has said, “Go into all the world … these signs shall follow them that believe in my name …” it is up to us to take possession of every realm and dominion, for He has given it to us.
The bud is yet in the vine.
It was a quiet evening at sundown as I walked around the corner of my house. When I looked up towards the western sky I was startled to see our willow tree sorely pruned. I looked at it wondering if it would ever grow back to its original stature. All of its delicate branches curled down ward were gone. Could it ever be beautiful again? I felt a little sadness, somehow I knew it had to be this way. The tree was cleared of every pest infested, diseased, and broken branch. It was a clearing of the (would be) debris field before the storm. Something caught my eye to the right, as the sky darkened. A movement towards me, I then realized a book was being placed before me. It was a teal colored, thin, book with a long title; embossed in gold lettering. I couldn’t make out the entire title of the book, but was able to see these words very clear as the gold lettering glowed in the twilight, the words read-
Earlier that day I had literally drove past a tree much like the one I saw in this prophetic dream. It was located on the corner of Government and Sycamore. Immediately, when I saw the tree pruned as it was, I felt the Spirit of God come over me and I knew a message would be drawn from what I seen, and one did. A recording of it can be found at Remnant Nation Radio with Newine Pouring. The Winnowed and The Pruned along with Clearing The Debris Field are two parts of a whole. One addresses Christian America, the other, all of those in Christ. To drive home the point, the city I live in had began to prune trees away from the power lines up and down the streets, they did this the entire week I was preparing to record the pod-cast. I could not help take from that, a parallel of how much our broken, pest infested, and diseased branches of government are needing this word regarding the winnowed and the pruned, in order to retain its power and influence in the earth.
Weeks later, when an ice storm rolled into the region our little community was the few that did not have power interruptions. The fact of the matter is that we will have storms, how we fare when we do depends on our preparation, and readiness to respond to the Spirit of God. God wills that NO MAN perishes, but that all come to the saving knowledge of Jesus Christ.
Most of us understand the significance of the Sycamore tree explained very well in the book called the Harbinger by Jonathan Cahn. While we as a country have pushed upward and onward, endeavoring to rebuild where we have been broken, we have ignored the lessons of the kingdom regarding what it takes to become strong. Humble yourself in the sight of the Lord, and He will lift you up. To be God strong in America we must decrease, bow our greatness to the sovereign God in repentances, and become the people who are the winnowed, and the pruned. This in return will remove the debris field before the storm, rather than after, where time and chance takes its erratic path.
in a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falls upon the children of men …