A Word

This is the word which has come this week over a series of seeings and revelations.

I am realizing if I don’t use my gift it becomes redundant so I start again. He called me to write.

I start with a prayer

Sometimes Lord I cannot pray with my mouth, but may my heart and pen render the words, the prayer and praise, that is pleasing to your ears. May my heart be moved with the things that moves you.

Look down Holy Father on the affairs of men, your creation. Lord we have become darkened, diseased and despondent by sin’s long reach , tentacles pulling us down and down. Squeezing the very life from us. As a python squeezes the very life out of an helpless animal caught in its wake , so have we been lying down in places and position we should not have been. We lay prostrate like dumb dogs which cannot bark. Eyes and ears open but dumbfounded , oblivious , perplexed to what it is that holds us stupefied and bound. It is (says your word)our own iniquities that have separated us from your love, but still you remind us ‘whilst we were yet sinners’, you died.

As I write , I hear the refrain ‘the Lord delights in showing mercy’ a comfort this has been to my soul. So be merciful unto us O Lord. Try us one more time.

Let us not be like Esau who sold and sought for his birthright with bitters tears – but found it not . Let us not lose our place, discard, abandon, merchandise or trade-in, our prized possession , which is : Christ in us the hope of Glory.

Let us be watchful, vigilant unto prayer lest the enemy sneaks in unawares (nay now under our noses … ) and steal our prized possession.

Let us guard our hearts with all diligence for out of it are the issues of life – not what is in our bag or purses or our ability to pay or pave out our way – standing or status.

Let us not hold onto or harbor worldly possessions or malice, but hold onto the key and keys which you gave for eternal life, starting with love.

There is no mountain too high, no river too deep that your amazing love and light cannot reach.

You are our bridge of hope amidst the chasm and chaos and perils of this world. Let us not jump too soon or move too late . Let us wait and be obedient to your holy timing and calling.

Your name is a strong tower, our rock of defence – our eternal hiding place.

You have shown that you are forming a beautiful diamond, a magnus opus , a work of art shooting upwards and outwards from the fiery furnace , connecting your people, the nations together to form your glorious multifaceted church.

Help those who lead to lead well and in your name , those who teach likewise. Break the spirit of pride and of Egypt , amongst us. Take away the foxes,the spiders, the snakes and the strong bulls of Bashan. Give us lowly Shepherds after your own heart.

And so as I have seen and heard this week, so I have written. I am Father’s daughter, but not above the reproof or the remedy. May he help us.

I close with Isaiah 28:20-29

For the bed is shorter than that a man can stretch himself on it:
and the covering narrower than that he can wrap himself in it.
21 For the Lord shall rise up as in mount Perazim,
he shall be wroth as in the valley of Gibeon,
that he may do his work, his strange work;
and bring to pass his act, his strange act.
22 Now therefore be ye not mockers,
lest your bands be made strong:
for I have heard from the Lord God of hosts
a consumption, even determined
upon the whole earth.

Evangelist Linda J
Writing under scribe and prophetic unction .

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