By Evangelist Linda J
Nov 2016
Today I reflected that each time over the last week that I have tried to reach out for someone to comfort me and to listen, they them self are in desperate need, asking me for comfort – I don’t get a moment edgeways to state my own case ….! But it is well.
I had a week horribulus , where if felt like the bats from hell both at work, home and church were after me. I wanted so much to offload, but I found no one ready or able to hear.
The ground is very dry.
Isaiah foretold this drought coming upon Israel ie where many would thirst for someone to divide the word of Truth to them. Worst..where the vile would speaks villainy, working iniquity and hypocrisy, uttering error against the Lord and his servants (Isaiah 32:6).
Tonight, on my bed the Lord speaks in my spirit. First he shows me that our erstwhile , miserable comforters – are ‘The thirsty’ whose ‘drink’ have also failed. He reminds me that by timing, season and his own divine orchestration, we are that (wo)man he sought and ordained by his own right hand, to stand in the gap for others. Both in the natural and spiritual, He says we are the elder, leader, mother, pastor, prophet, priest and king in our generation.
It is okay to seek comfort, but we need to stand tall be that shoulder for others to lean on.
Everyone is looking for Truth but it’s difficult to find. They come from near and far to me with a multiplicity of issues and by recommend..! We don’t always feel able, willing or equipped to respond , but as we listen and are moved, He lifts up a standard and enables us to give out from his word. It is in so doing, (I find) that we are momentarily watered and blessed by His grace. This confirms His word : they that water shall themselves be watered.
We need to be strong and prepared to support the weak and those in need. We draw strength from Him. Many are praying for us without our knowledge. Thank God for the interecessors that hit the mark!!
Father permits attacks so that we don’t compromise or go with the flow. He has orchestrated that we shine, stand out, are oft rejected, so that… (he tells me) …we ‘make a difference in the dark’.
As I wait on the Him , I re-read (by recommend), ‘The Raven and the Prophet’. It is written by my dear friend, Robert Weston.
Robert had picked up my need in the spirit.. and had mailed me out of the blue saying it will speak to me . It has. Hoping these nuggets will speak to you too.
Robert writes that when a prophet is deified, his message is lost. He says ‘prophets are only useful as long as they are stoned as a public nuisance, and when as a result of calling others to repentance, they disturb comfortable routines , ideologies, respectable idols and sacred conventions‘.
This week I felt the stones….the bats and the brick wall. I had quieted myself like a weaned child in an altercation while ‘L’ rained down. I firmly closed my mouth and removed myself from her teeth. That was my felt wisdom at the time. I saw one person looking away, as I was being ‘spat at’. I could see that she was sad and wanted to intervene, but fear and self preservation, was what she weighed .
I forgive them both. I have to…. The latter will never know that I saw her struggles as she chose to look away; in effect it was a blessing. It helped me identify with Jesus when they literally spat at him. Many looked away and lowered their eyes, until the cock crowed.
Thanks be to God, the cock is crowing. Every man will have to give an answer on how they have treated God’s Son/his own servant.
David said, I am for peace but they are for war. It doesn’t matter what you do, if you are a son of God the stones will inevitably fly.
With no rancour or evil intent, I know I will have the last laugh. For those that wait in the Lord will renew their strength , they will mount up with wings as eagles . They will run and not be weary. They will walk and not faint.