Posted on 07/14/2009 11:41:13 PM PDT by Quix
The God Chasers by Tommy Tenney Book Excerpt & Commentary
I recently finished THE SHACK by William P Young and HE LOVES ME by Wayne Jacobsen.
I found both of them deeply moving, Biblical, edifying and helpful in drawing me closer to God.
Subsequently, a Navy Friend/ Christian Bro of 30+ years read me the riot act about THE SHACK. I found his rants about “heresy” completely without substance. Turns out he had not read it. Sheesh. It is, after all, a NOVEL! And, I found it exceedingly Biblical.
Some important Biblical truths, doctrines are affirmed with a sentence and lain aside as the tale proceeds to illustrate particular aspects of our relationship with God and God’s character and priorities. However, having read it once, I can’t recall a single thing that struck me as unBiblical.
HE LOVES ME is similarly impactful. The two of them are, to me, truly in a class with Bunyan’s: Pilgrim’s Progress in terms of spiritual import and potential spiritual growth thereby facilitated.
My current volume has been one I’ve sought for some months. It was recommended by one of God’s Vagabond Prophet sorts of characters who knew that I have long sought a deeper, more intense relationship with God. Note: I added some extra paragraphing below.
WARNING regarding the following: It will be a test for many regarding their sensibilities, assumptions, biases, comfort zones, priorities, self-righteousness, smugness, attitudes, human understandings, !!!!TRADITIONS!!!!, customs, habits, idolatries, . . . The choice will be to lay all aside and choose whatever God is doing, wishes to do in each individual’s life—
Or not.
The consequences of such a choice will be far from inconsequential.
Here’s a good chunk from the first chapter:
Running hard after God—Ps 63:8
We think we know where God lives.
We think we know what He likes, and we are sure KNOW WHAT He dislikes.
We have studied God’s Word and His old love letters to the churches so much that some of us claim to know all about God. But now people like you and me around the world are beginning to hear a voice speak to them with persistent but piercing repetition in the stillness of the night:
I thought I did. At one time I thought I had achieved a good measure of success in the ministry. After all, I had preached in some of the largest churches in America. I was involved in international outreach efforts with great men of God. I went to Russia numerous times and helped start many churches there. I’ve done a lot of things for God…because I thought that was what I was supposed to do.
But on one autumn Sunday morning, something happened to change all that. It put all my ministerial accomplishments, credentials, and achievements in jeopardy. A long-time friend of mine . . . in Houston . . . had asked me to speak at his church. I somehow sensed that destiny was waiting. . . .
I am a fourth generation Spirit-filled Christian, three generations deep into ministry, but I must be honest with you: I was sick of church. I was just like most of the people we try to lure into our services every week. They won’t come because they are sick of church too. But on the other hand, though most of the people who drive by our churches, . . . may be sick of church as well, they’re also hungry for God.
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Ironically, as a minister I was suffering from the same hunger pangs as the people who had never met Jesus before! I just wasn’t content to know about Jesus anymore.
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It’s simply not enough to know about God. We have churches filled with people who can win Bible trivia contests but who don’t know Him. I am afraid that some of us have been side-tracked or entangled by everything from prosperity to poverty, and we’ve become such an ingrown society of the self-righteous that our desires and our wants and those of the Holy Spirit are two different matters.
If we’re not careful, we can become so interested in developing the “cult of the comfortable” with our comfortable pastor, our comfortable church building, and our comfortable circle of friends, that we forget about the thousands of discontented, wounded, and dying people who pass by our comfortable church every day! I can’t help but think that if we fail to even try to reach them with the gospel of Jesus Christ, then He sure wasted a lot of blood on Calvary. Now that makes me uncomfortable.
There had to be more. I was desperate for a God encounter (of the closest kind).
I returned home after speaking at my friend’s church in Texas. . . . the pastor called again. He said, “Tommy, we’ve been friends for years now. And I don’t know that I’ve ever asked anybody to come back for a second Sunday in a row…but would you come back here next Sunday too?” I agreed. We could tell that God was up to something. Was the pursuer now being pursued? We were about to be apprehended by that which we ourselves were chasing?
This second Sunday was even more intense. No one wanted to leave the building after the Sunday night service. “What should we do?” my pastor friend asked. “We should have a prayer meeting on Monday night,” I said, “with no other agenda. Let’s gauge the hunger of the people and see what’s happening.” Four hundred people showed up that Monday for the prayer meeting, and all we did was seek the face of God. Something was definitely going on. A minuscule crack was appearing in the brass heavens over the city of Houston. Collective hunger was crying for a corporate visitation.
I went back home and by Wednesday the pastor was on the phone again . . . He is a fellow God chaser and we were in hot pursuit. His church had fueled a flaming hunger in me. They too had been preparing for pursuit. There was a sense that we were close to “catching” Him.
That’s an interesting phrase, isn’t it? Catching Him. Really, it’s an impossible phrase. We can no more catch Him than the east can catch the west; they’re too far removed from each other. It’s like playing chase with my daughter . . . When she comes and tries to catch me . . . I really don’t have to run. I just artfully dodge . . . and she can’t even touch me, because a six-year-old can’t catch an adult. But that’s not really the purpose of the game, because a few minutes into it, she laughingly says, “Oh daddy,” and it’s at that moment that she capturesmy heart, if not my presence or body. And then I turn and she’s no longer chasing me, but I’m chasing her, and I catch her and we tumble in the grass with hugs and kisses. The pursuer becomes the pursued.
So can we catch Him? Not really, but we can catch His heart. David did. And if we catch His heart, then He turn and chases us. That’s the beauty of being a God chaser. You’re chasing the impossible, knowing it’s possible.
This body of believers in Houston had two scheduled services on Sundays. The first morning service started at 8:30, and the second one followed and began at 11.
When I returned for the third weekend, while in the hotel, I sensed a heavy anointing of some kind, a brooding of the Spirit, and I literally wept and trembled.
The following morning, we walked into the building for the 8:30 Sunday service expecting to see the usual early morning first service “sleepy” crowd with their low-key worship.
As I walked in to sit down in the front row that morning, the presence of God was already in that place so heavily that the air was “thick.” You could barely breathe.
The musicians were clearly struggling to continue their ministry; their tears got in the way. Music became more difficult to play. Finally, the presence of God hovered so strongly that they couldn’t sing or play any longer. The worship leader crumpled in sobs behind the keyboard.
If there was one good decision I made in life, it was made that day. I had never been this close to “catching” God, and I was not going to stop. So I spoke to my wife, Jeannie. “You should go continue to lead people into the presence of God as a worshiper and intercessor. She quietly moved to the front and continued to facilitate the worship and ministry to the Lord. It wasn’t anything fancy; it was just simple. That was the only appropriate response in that moment.
The atmosphere reminded me of the passage in Isaiah 6, something I’d read about, and even dared dream I might experience myself. In this passage the glory of the Lord filled the temple. I’d never understood what it meant for the glory of the Lord to fill a place. . . . God was there: of that there was no doubt. But more of Him kept coming in the place until, as in Isaiah, it literally filled the building. At times the air was so rarefied that it became almost unbreathable. Oxygen came in short gasps, seemingly. Muffled sobs broke through the room. In the midst of this, the pastor turned to me and asked me a question.
“Tommy, are you ready to take the service?” “Pastor, I’m just about half-afraid to step up there, because I sense that God is about to do something.”
Tears were streaming down my face when I said that. I wasn’t afraid that God was going to strike me down or that something bad was going to happen. I just didn’t want to interfere and grieve the precious presence that was filling up that room!
For too long we humans have only allowed the Holy Spirit to take control up to a certain point. Basically, whenever it gets outside of our comfort zone or just a little beyond our control, we pull in the reins (the Bible calls it “quenching the Spirit” in First Thessalonians 5:19). We stop at the tabernacle veil too many times.
“I feel like I should read Second Chronicles 7:14, and I have a word from the Lord,” my pastor friend said.
With profuse tears I nodded assent and said, “Go, go!”
My friend is not a man given to any kind of outward demonstration; he is essentially a man of “even” emotions. But when he got up to walk to the platform, he appeared visibly shaky. At this point I so sensed something was about to happen, that I walked all the way from the front row to the back of the room to stand by the sound booth. I knew God was going to do something; I just didn’t know where. I was on the front row and it could happen behind me or to the side of me. I was so desperate to catch Him that I got up and publicly walked back to the sound booth as the pastor walked up to the pulpit to speak, so I could see whatever happened. . . . “God I want to be able to see whatever it is You are about to do.”
My pastor friend stepped up to the clear pulpit in the center of the platform, opened the Bible and quietly read the gripping passage from Second Chronicles 7:14:
If my people, which are called by My name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek My face, and turn from their wicked ways; then I will hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.
Then he closed his Bible, gripped the edges of the pulpit with trembling hands, and said, “The word of the Lord to us is to stop seeking His benefits and seek Him. We are not to seek His hands any longer, but seek His face.”
In that instant, I heard what sounded like a thunderclap echo through the building, and the pastor was literally picked up and thrown backwards about ten feet, effectively separating him from the pulpit. When he went backward, the pulpit fell forward. The beautiful flower arrangement positioned in front of it fell to the ground, but by the time the pulpit hit the ground, it was already in two pieces. It had split into two pieces almost as if lightening had hit it [it was evidently a clear, thick walled, Lucite type plastic see through pulpit]! At that instant the tangible terror of the presence of God filled that room.
I quickly stepped to the microphone from the back of the room and said, “In case you aren’t aware of it, God has just moved into this place. The pastor is fine. [It was two and a half hourse before he could even get up, though—and even then the ushers had to carry him. Only his hand trembled slightly to give proof of life.] He’s going to be fine.”
While all of this happened, the ushers quickly ran to the front to check on the pastor and to pick up the two pieces of the split pulpit. No one really paid much attention to the split pulpit; we were too occupied with the torn heavenlies.
The presence of God had hit that place like some kind of bomb. People began to weep and to wail. I said, “If you’re not where you need to be, this is a good time to get right with God.” I’ve never seen such an altar call. It was pure pandemonium. People shoved one another out of the way. They wouldn’t wait for the aisles to clear; they climbed over pews, businessmen tore their ties off, and they were literally stacked on top of one another, in the most horribly harmonious sound of repentance you ever heard. Just the thought of it still sends chills down my back.
When I gave the altar call then for the 8:30 a.m service, I had no idea that it would be but the first of seven altar calls that day.
When it was time for the 11:00 service to begin, nobody had left the building. The people were still on their faces and, even though there was hardly any musiuc being played at this point, worship was rampant and uninhibited. Grown men were ballet dancing; little children were weeping in repentance. People were on their faces, on their feet, on their knees, but mostly in His presence.
There was so much of the presence and the power of God there that people began to feel an urgent need to be baptized. I watched people walk through the doors of repentance, and one after another experienced the glory and the presence of God as He came near.
Then they wanted baptized, and I was in a quandary about what to do. The pastor was still unavailable on the floor. Prominent people walked up to me and stated, “I’ve got to be baptized. Somebody tell me what to do.” . . .
Two and a half hours had passed, and since the pastor had only managed to wiggle one finger at that point to call the elders to him, the ushers had carried him to his office. Meanwhile, all these people were asking me (or anyone else they could find) if they could be baptized. As a visiting minister at the church, I didn’t want to assume the authority to tell anyone to baptize these folks, so I sent people back to the pastor’s office to see if he would authorize the water baptisms.
I gave one altar call after another, and hundreds of people were coming forward. As more and more people came to me asking about water baptism, I noticed that no one I had sent to the pastor’s office had returned.
Finally I sent a senior assistant pastor back there and told him, “Please find out what Pastor wants to do about the water baptisms—nobody has come back to tell me yet.” The man stuck his head in the pastor’s office, and to his shock, he saw the pastor still lying before the Lord, and everyone I had sent there was sprawled on the floor too, just weeping and repenting before God. He hurried back to tell me what he had seen and added, “I’ll go ask him, but if I go in that office I may not be back either.”
I shrugged my shoulders and agreed with the associate pastor, “I guess it’s alright to baptize them.” So we began to baptize people as a physical sign of their repentance before the Lord, and we ended up baptizing people for hours.
More and more people kept pouring in, and since the people from the early service were still there, there were cars parked everywhere outside the church building. A big open-air ball field next to the building was filled with cars parked every which way.
As people drove onto the parking lot, they sensed the presence of God so strongly that some began to weep uncontrollably. They just found themselves driving up onto the parking lot or into the grass not knowing what was going on. Some started to get out of their cars and barely managed to stagger across the parking lot. Some came inside the building only to fall to the floor just inside the doors. The hard-pressed ushers had to literally pull the helpless people away from the doors and stack them up along the walls of the hallways to clear the entrance. Others managed to make it part way down the hallways, and some made it to the foyer before they fell on their faces in repentance.
Some actually made it inside the auditorium, but most of them didn’t bother to find seats. They just made for the altar. . . . it wasn’t long before they began to weep and repent. . . .there wasn’t any preaching. There wasn’t even any music part of the time. Primarily one thing happened that day: The presence of God showing up.
When that happens, the first thing you do is the same thing Isaiah did when he saw the Lord high and lifted up. He cried out from the depths of his soul:
Then said I, Woe is me! For I am undone; because I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips; for mine eyes have seen the King, the Lord of hosts (Isaiah 6:5)
You see, the instant Isaiah the prophet, the chosen servant of God, saw the King of glory, what he used to think was clean and holy now looked like filthy rags. He was thinking, “I thought I knew God, but I didn’t know this much of God! That Sunday we seemed to come so close; we almost caught Him. Now I know it’s possible.
People just kept filling the auditorium again and again . . . We didn’t have to announce our plans for Monday evening. Everybody already knew. Frankly, there would have been a meeting whether we announced it or not. The people simply went home to get some sleep or do the things they had to do, and then they came right back for more--not for more of men and their programs, but for God and His presence.
Night after night, the pastor and I would come in and say, “What are we going to do?”
What we meant was, “I don’t know what to do. What does He want to do?”
Sometimes we’d go in and start trying to “have church,” but the crying hunger of the people would quickly draw in the presence of God and suddenly God had us!
Listen, my friend, God doesn’t care about your music, your midget steeples, and your flesh-impressive buildings. Your church carpet doesn’t impress Him—He carpets the fields. God doesn’t really care about anything you can “do” for Him; He only cares about your answer to one question: “Do you want Me?”
We have programmed our church services so tightly that we really don’t’ leave room for the Holy Spirit. Oh, we might let God speak prophetically to us a little, but we get nervous if He tries to break out of our schedules. We can’t let God out of the box too much because He can ruin everything. (That has become my prayer: “Break out of our boxes, Lord, and ruin everything that isn’t of You!”)
Let me ask you a question: How long has it been since you came to church and said, “We are going to wait on the Lord”? I think we are afraid to wait on Him because we’re afraid He won’t show up. I have a promise for you: “They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength” (Is 40:31a).
Do you want to know why we’ve lived in weakness as Christians and have not had all that God wanted for us? Do you want to know why we have lived beneath our privilege and have not had the strength to overcome our own carnality? Maybe it’s because we haven’t waited on Him to show up to empower us, and we’re trying to do too much in the power of our own soulish realm.
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As far as I can tell, there is only one thing that stops Him. He is not going to pour out His Spirit where He doesn’t find hunger. He looks for the hungry. Hunger means you’re dissatisfied with the way it has been because it forced you to live without Him in His fullness. He only comes when you are ready to turn it all over to Him. God is coming back to repossess His Church, but you have to be hungry.
He wants to reveal Himself among us. He wants to come ever stronger, and stronger, and stronger, and stronger until your flesh won’t be able to stand it. The beauty of it is this: neither will the unsaved driving by be able to resist. It’s beginning to happen. I have seen the day when sinners veer off the highway when they drive by places of an open heaven. They pull into parking lots with puzzled looks, and they knock on the doors and say, “Please, there’s something here…I’ve got to have it.”
Too true!
Thx.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
The Vision : The Trigger
Part III
I knew the Person was completely covered under this avalanche of unpaid wages of sin.
The blessing had been removed. With the blessing removed, all the wages of sin stored against this nation of the United States of America came to a head. The result was catastrophic.
Please take what is read here before Yahweh and see what His Holy Spirit directs. Many have been blinded (by the church) to the significance of physical Israel and more specifically Jerusalem. Jerusalem affects everything we should be concerned with in the natural as believers in Jesus Christ. This blindness has caused many to miss one of the greatest signs of judgment rapidly escalating before the eyes of mankind.
The burden of the word of the LORD for Israel, saith the LORD, which stretcheth forth the heavens, and layeth the foundation of the earth, and formeth the spirit of man within him. Behold, I will make Jerusalem a cup of trembling unto all the people round about, when they shall be in the siege both against Judah and against Jerusalem. And in that day will I make Jerusalem a burdensome stone for all people: all that burden themselves with it shall be cut in pieces, though all the people of the earth be gathered together against it. Zechariah 12:1-3
And it shall come to pass in that day, that I will seek to destroy all the nations that come against Jerusalem. Zechariah 12:9
A siege is coming up against Jerusalem, Yahweh’s chosen habitation. No nation will stand when the precision of Yahweh’s wrath is administered upon their pride and arrogance.
For the LORD hath chosen Zion, He hath desired it for his habitation. Psalm 132:13
The current administration of the United States of America is coming up against Jerusalem. The United States of America is about to lose what little blessing she still has. Her wages of sin are past due and she will have no blessing left to hold off the righteous wrath of Yahweh.
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COMING UP AGAINST JERUSALEM WILL REMOVE HER FINAL THREAD OF BLESSING. THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA WILL BE BURIED UNDER THE MOUNTAIN OF SIN’S WAGES WITH NO BLESSING TO HOLD IT BACK. THE RIGHTEOUS JUDGE HAS FOUND THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA WANTING AND THE PENALTY IS DEATH.
WHEN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA COMES UP AGAINST JERUSALEM, THE WAGES OF SIN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA HAS STORED UP WILL COME CRUSHING DOWN UPON HER. YAHWEH’S WRATH WILL CONSUME THE NATION!
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EVEN IN THE MIDST OF THESE EVENTS, YAHWEH WILL RAISE UP A REMNANT. A REMNANT WHOLLY FOCUSED ON YAHWEH AND HIS SPIRIT.
THIS REMNANT WILL WALK IN THE RIGHTEOUSNESS OF JESUS CHRIST. TRUSTING IN THE HOLY SPIRIT OF YAHWEH, LOOKING ONLY TO YAHWEH FOR PROVISION, AND OBEDIENTLY DEVOTED TO HIS WILL AND NOT THEIR OWN.
A SUPERNATURAL PEOPLE, AT TIMES INVISIBLE, PRESERVED IN THE WILDERNESS AND FOR THE GLORY OF YAHWEH. A PEOPLE WITH AN ETERNAL TESTIMONY OF SUPERNATURAL HOLY GHOST PRESERVATION AND AS VESSELS DEMONSTRATING THE DIVINE HAND OF YAHWEH AND HIS AWESOME POWER. A PEOPLE THAT NO MATTER THE DEPTH OF HARDSHIP, IMPOSSIBLITY, OR TRIAL THEY CONTINUED TO TRUST IN YAHWEH AS A LIVING SACRIFICE, A LIVING ETERNAL TESTIMONY OF YAHWEH’S RIGHTIOUSNESS. SOME WILL DIE MARTYRS, SOME WILL DIE IN THE WILDERNESS, AND SOME WILL LIVE TO SEE THE RETURN OF THE KING, BUT ALL WILL BE PRECIOUS IN THE EYES OF YAHWEH.
YAHWEH’S CHILDREN WILL WALK OUT OF GROUND ZERO WITH A SONG OF PRAISE UPON THEIR LIPS AND THE JOY OF THEIR SALVATION ETERNALLY INFUSED TO THEIR HEARTS.
HE WILL PREPARE A REMNANT THAT WILL SEE THE AWESOME MANIFESTATION AND INFILLING OF THE HOLY SPIRIT PROPHESIED BY JOEL AND SPOKEN OF BY PETER AT THE FIRST OUTPOURING AT PENTECOST.
LOOK UP, SEEK THE HOLY SPIRIT AND BE LED IN THIS HOUR BY HIS HAND OF DIRECTION. HE IS SENT TO COMFORT AND PREPARE THE BRIDE FOR THE GROOM JESUS CHRIST. NOTHING WILL SEPARATE YAHWEH’S CHILDREN FROM THE LOVE OF JESUS CHRIST! NOT TRIBULATION, OR DISTRESS, OR PERSECUTION, OR FAMINE, OR NAKEDNESS, OR PERIL, OR SWORD!
AS IT IS WRITTEN, FOR THY SAKE WE ARE KILLED ALL THE DAY LONG; WE ARE ACCOUNTED AS SHEEP FOR THE SLAUGHTER.
NAY, IN ALL THESE THINGS WE ARE MORE THAN CONQUERORS THROUGH HIM THAT LOVED US.
FOR I AM PERSUADED, THAT NEITHER DEATH, NOR LIFE, NOR ANGELS, NOR PRINCIPALITIES, NOR POWERS, NOR THINGS PRESENT, NOR THINGS TO COME,
NOR HEIGHT, NOR DEPTH, NOR ANY OTHER CREATURE, SHALL BE ABLE TO SEPARATE US FROM THE LOVE OF GOD, WHICH IS IN JESUS CHRIST OUR LORD.
ROMANS 8:36-39
Jesus Christ died on the cross that we may have life more abundantly. He sent His Spirit that we may have peace when we face every wicked scheme of hell, all the while shaping us into a spotless bride for our groom Jesus Christ. Why then should we listen to flesh and fleshly men for direction? As the children of Yahweh, we have the very Spirit of the Creator who desires to lead us if we will only listen.
God Bless, daniel
http://prayersforthepeople.com/
Amen Joya!!
Come soon LORD JESUS!
Yes very good brother and this verse confirms what you are sharing !
John 5:39-40 (New American Standard Bible)
Witness of the Scripture
39”[a](A)You search the Scriptures because you think that in them you have eternal life; it is (B)these that testify about Me;
40and you are unwilling to come to Me so that you may have life.
I love Shacking up( spending time ) with The living God Father Son and Spirit ( His fiery Zeal ) \o/
AMEN.
BLESSED BE THE NAME, THE WORD, THE WAYS OF THE LORD.
Wow.
Thank you for posting this.
I have been thinking the same things lately.
I think the reason America has been so blessed throughout her existence has to do with how she has treated all the different ‘aspects’ of Israel.. the land, the bloodline, the Body of Christ, the Root and the Father who sent him...
I think that Obama is going to curse Israel very soon (if he hasn’t done so already in some private deal), and in return Yahweh will curse America.
End times are almost here and America is not in prophesy, so perhaps this is how she will be removed from the world stage.
Thanks for the ping!
http://spiritlessons.com/Documents/Babtize_by_Blazing_Fire/English_Babtize_by_Blazing_Fire.doc
Link is NEW at spiritlessons.com, was not there yesterday.
Here is the blurb as seen at the site,
‘During 30 days of continual midnight prayer at The Lord’s Church (Korea) Pastor Yong-Doo Kim and his congregation experienced a revival that changed their lives. With their hands raised, and praying all night, the congregation had their spiritual eyes opened as they experienced healings, visions, intense spiritual warfare, and transforming encounters with Jesus. With their spiritual eyes opened, they could actually see the spiritual battles taking place during their prayer time. They were shown how devils/demons try to distract us, scare us, and deceive us while we are praying. Every demonic trick in the book was used against them to stop them from praying. They came up against numerous dragons, demon kings, false angels, false christs, demons seeking sympathy, evil spirits disguised as beautiful women, etc. They were also taken to Heaven and hell many times by Jesus. There are 5 books in the series, this is only book #1.’
Thanks for the ping!
THANKS MUCH.
TRUE TRUE
BTTT.
THE TRUMPET by Bill Burns — Sept. 22, 2009:
I have come to you today My people to prepare you. I’ve come to open your ears. I have come to place a desire so deep down within your spirit that the travail of it shall call you to a higher place than you have been.
The travail of that which I am doing in your spirit man will cause you to awaken out of a slumber and come forth into the majesty that I have called you; into the glory that I have prepared for you. Call these the days of wonder if you will, watch for the signs, listen for My voice. For, divine directives shall come into your ears.
And when I call you to pray, do so, in faith. When I call you to proclaim, do so, in faith. When I call you even to write a divine decree, do so, in faith. No good thing will I withhold from you in these days, says the Lord. But, you must be ready; you must be ready to mount up and ride on the wind of My presence; you must be ready to search out the things that I have hidden within you; you must become a treasure hunter, says the Lord God.
For many gems have been placed within your spirit; revelations of these days. Many of you have longed for these days for you know that I will speak, and you know that a prophetic voice will arise and come forth; you know that words of wisdom and the words of knowledge shall come; that tongues shall be spoken; that interpretation will be given. These things I say will indeed multiply in the days that are before you.
SMALL STRAWS IN A SOFT WIND by Marsha Burns — Sept. 22, 2009:
Be strong and stay steady. You need to renew yourself in an eternal perspective to know that you are experiencing momentary, light affliction. Cast your cares on Me. Lean on Me and allow My strength to manifest in your place of weakness. Let your worship become a platform of encouragement and renewal, as you come before My face, says the Lord.
Psalms 29:2 Give unto the LORD the glory due to His name; worship the LORD in the beauty of holiness.
THE TRUMPET by Bill Burns — Sept. 23, 2009:
The glory is right before you; your feet even on the threshold of that door that has been opened. Do not fear and do not worry about the signs in the earth, for indeed those things that are written shall come. There shall be indeed wars and rumors of them. Pestilence, hunger; all of these things are a sign of the end of the age. But you, My people, will be covered and provided for and will dwell in the safety of My glory.
You have been told through the voice of the prophets that you should leave those things which are behind and press toward the mark of the high calling in Christ Jesus. Your high calling, not others, not the churches, YOUR high calling — that which is yours to fulfill and no one else.
So arise, I say, and shake off the dust of the defilement of the world, and shake off the dust of failure. Shake off the dust of condemnation. Arise to your position. For indeed it is time for the sons of David to arise into the heavenly places where the lightning of God shall go forth to destroy the enemy at the sound of your voice, where victory will come.
So do not forget the day of small beginnings, says the Lord, but these are now the days of glory; the days of great things and the culmination of the end of the age to come. Arise now from the dust of defeat and soar like an eagle.
Gather your weapons, for I will teach you fingers how to make war. The enemy will come, but he will be astounded at the strength of My people for he has not anticipated your resolve, your commitment, and your faith in Me to bring you forth into victory.
Indeed it shall become a battle cry, “I can do all things through Christ Jesus, the anointed one and His anointing. Nothing shall deter me.” Victory is assured, says the Lord Almighty.
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SMALL STRAWS IN A SOFT WIND by Marsha Burns — Sept. 23, 2009:
Establish yourself in the confidence that I am with you to perform all of My Word, says the Lord. I AM Almighty God; walk before Me and be blameless. I AM your shield and exceedingly great reward. I AM your light, your salvation, and the strength of your life. I AM your healer. I AM your rock, your fortress, and your high tower. I AM your deliverer. Put your confidence and trust in Me.
Isaiah 53:5 But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement for our peace was upon Him, and by His stripes we are healed.
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http://ft111.com/
Found it!!! Ping to post 152, 154, and 162.
Daniel Eggers’ vision of the sins of the USA coming due to ALL Americans when our leaders stop supporting Israel.
Thanks.
http://runningfrombabylon.blogspot.com/2009/09/does-eye-of-retribution-cometh.html
New from Charmaine Eggers.
SMALL STRAWS IN A SOFT WIND by Marsha Burns — October 16, 2009:
Be strong! Watch for a lying spirit to open the door to a spirit of fear. Watch and be on guard; do not allow the enemy to gain a foothold in any area of your life. Defeat him where you find him, and put your faith and trust in Me, says the Lord, for I am well able to bring you through any challenge. Stand on the firm foundation of My promises to you, refusing to budge one inch from what you know to be the truth.
1 John 4:4 You are of God, little children, and have overcome them, because He who is in you is greater than he who is in the world.
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