I sought for a Love…

On my journey…

I can remember having conversations about God when I was first learning who our Father is. .. initially contemplating what was real and what might …

On my journey…

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I sought for a Love…

My sorrowful attempts at meaningful prayers and study of the Bible at times can produce only outbursts of tears. Sometimes, sense of duty overtakes a love starved heart and reason gets forgotten. Just what purpose is in the seeking, I have to remind myself. Where there may be a sincere intention for intimacy, when the motivation is self seeking, the result becomes this unnatural striving to simply put-in-time with our Heavenly Father, God in hopes of finding favor for a sought after aim. From this position, we can mistakenly grieve the Holy Spirit. Because, being a Christian is never a chore, or set of rules, or some duty that we are trying to accomplish in order to please our Lord. No, Christianity is a courtship, and it is One that is founded on Jesus Christ and based in pure Love. An unconditional and overwhelming love that draws us into righteousness, peace, and joy. It holds Truth that compels us to seek more, simply to know and understand this outrageous love-Truth that our Lord and Savior is constantly pouring out to us. We know we don’t deserve it and we know we can’t earn it. It seems so unbelievable to receive it, and yet we have received. Undeniable and irrevocable, we cling to this tangible love that has made its home within our spirit. The changes are permanent and there’s no going back to what once was…

This is what I must remember. When we open the Bible or quiet our soul in prayer, it is from a place of wanting to see, experience, and understand this gracious love.
When we are having trouble with desire and motivation, this is a time to simply rest in places of praise and thanksgiving for all the many wonderful things that have taken place… If we are blocked in our heart and soul from having a desire or ability to recognize the many blessings in our day to day, we must ask for help from Holy Spirit to quicken and enlighten our spirit. The place of revelation and the drawing by our Father into the Words of Christ, whether in prayer or scripture, can only be found from a position of humility and sincere repentance. We must confess our weakness, in order to be made strong. We must ask forgiveness and forgive in order to be forgiven. And we must believe and trust that God is real and hears our requests and will help our unbelief and struggle.
The struggle of prayer and study is very common and understood by God. He never condemns or gives guilt. He always is waiting and loving and patient. We can be satisfied to allow stretches of silence in the relationship as all the while resting in a place of acceptance from our Holy Father, Son and Spirit. From this place of acceptance and love, a natural curiosity and prompting will begin to rise as it calls our heart, soul, and mind to seek out this extravagant love story that is Christianity.
Begin from this place. Grasp this perspective and study and prayer will come naturally. It may be small and scattered at first, but will surely blossom when it is sought after from this place of pure Love. 💗

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How we are a PECULIAR PEOPLE; those who are not easily offended. Those who when finally awaken to the reality that we are no longer accusable, (for there is therefore now no condemnation to those who are in Christ Jesus) no longer do we take offense. We become free from anger, bitterness, evil speaking, and malice. Our chains have been loosed and our bondages destroyed! So now with our newly found freedom, we feel we must supply grace to the hearer. Of necessity, mercy springs forth, because we recognize the outpouring of grace and mercy that has and is being bestowed upon us daily. It is an overflowing rushing river of mercy triumphing over judgment. With it comes overwhelming joy welling up from within as we realize that we are Purified in Christ. Because of what He has already done ✅ , we are Sanctified ♥ It is not our own efforts that have freed us in this way; how many times have we missed the mark? How many failures left us with bleeding hearts? But, Praise the One to whom all honour and glory is owed 🙌 #Jesus our Lord, #Christ the Savior. #Hallelujah For it has been said, “I’ve been marked by the manifest Presence of God and I’m ruined…forever ruined from accepting anything less than His loving embrace of Grace.” And, it has #wrecked me. Wrecked is my current state. The state of a Peculiar People now made whole from amongst the chaos of their shattered egos. . . yet, somehow we are held together more beautifully in this wrecked state than ever we were in our previously held ‘all is well’ manifested personalities.

👏 So it is, that in our lowest understanding, at a time of unanswered groaning, when we give ourselves over to worship 🙌🎶✨ He chooses to reveal His mysteries. . .And now we see. Now we know that we know that we know. And it is perfect. 💕 How can we ever be the same? How do we stop ourselves from worshiping our King forever with pure and absolute abandon?

“To Him who is able to keep you from stumbling, and to present you blameless before the presence of His glory with great joy; to the only God, our Savior, through Jesus Christ our Lord, Be Glory, Majesty, Dominion, and Authority, before all time and now and forevermore. Amen.”

Spirit thoughts beyond the Veil.

There I was, my body sprawled sideways across the floor, my cheek pressed into carpet fibers, my eyes hidden behind my blanket of hair covering one arm tossed across my head. My mind was drowning in musical bliss, the bass forcefully reverberating within my body, once again squeezing from my conscience all concerns of how this spectacle appeared. This was why I had come, in pursuit of this overwhelmingly familiar and welcoming event… My soul now having been exhausted by its resistance, my body worn down from protest, I forced surrender from vanity, turning its grip into sacrifices of praise. Praise transformed to adoration, freeing me from mental weights. My spirit began to soar with one determination remaining– true worship was my aim. Pure worship that opens the heavens. The kind that always gives one access into the spirit realm beyond the veil… I longed to return, my one desire to enter in.

I’ve decided to live each breath in perpetual pursuit of somehow living within this blessed event. I set my daily tasks, one leading to the next, each purposed toward a path designed to lead me once again to this place. This anticipated labor of a love never leaves. My mind is stayed and set upon this constant craving for the open door by which I might step into the mercy room of His Grace. And now, once again, I’ve found this secret place. My thoughts pass the threshold of reason, reaching for mysteries, they’re transformed into visions of spiritual revelation. Within this place of sweet surrender, an absolute state of bliss in true worship for my King, my eyes peer through brunette strands to catch a distant glimpse of feet positioned near His throne. My floor view glance shifts toward throngs of angels towering and passionately dancing, demonstrating constant bouts of adoration to my Heavenly Father, “Worthy is the Lord God Almighty.”
The floor now clears, a way is made, somehow my body draws toward Him still in repose, closer now than ever. My arm could reach, my hand could touch…. yet weighted down by God’s glory—- and still—- “I want to know You, Lord,” I faintly whisper. I don’t know how it is my natural mind is cognizant of strobes that stream through tousled hair reflecting gently down my face. I’m not quite sure which plane I hold. I’m still outstretched, innately poised, positioned sheltered from distraction. I rest in peace, such peace and joy, my body shakes as if to burst. This flood of heavenly love, it causes me to tremble. Fluttering waves of warming currents now washing free all stress and worry from my weakened frame. His touch pours out and covers all. My skin awakens, my soaring spirit crying to break free from this, its prison, all the more…
I hear His voice, such clarity revealing wisdom from this joyous place. Detached from earthly time or space, here come my sought for answers, here come all seven Spirits burning, scorching life’s realities away. Thoughts present in this age begin to fade. They take their rightful place among mere carnal facts. No longer with their claim on me, my mind breaks free, receiving spirit-thoughts —the mind of Christ. They flood my heart and ease my soul. My spirit receives spiritually discerning truths. Another realm once dimly lit, burns bright within, shows lighted revelations. I’m given where and why and what without words spoken, emotions now are taking hold, creating their own language. They well within me like tongues of fire I can’t contain. My eyes now see, my ears can hear, I briefly grasp what once was cloaked. All selfish thoughts so easily succumb to this place that mutes the evil one. The soulish lies disintegrate, my spirit strengthens, boldly rising. I’m more intently focused on the voice I’ve come to Love. His voice speaks gently, kindly, sounding repetitions, waiting for my recognition. A river from within increases in its craving to break loose. This absence of evil makes the way now clear. My tongue lets loose, my voice cries out, it bellows forth for more of Him. My groans from depths before unknown burst forcefully aloud, releasing tear filled shouts of gratitude for His sweet kisses. I must rise up, I’m on my knees. I lift my hands with adoration of this wonder, that He would visit me so intimately amidst this noise. I’m on my feet! A dance to match this joyous beat too beautiful for words. I’m humbled by His presence, in awe and wonder of His touch. I feel it strong, so powerful within my soul inside of places buried deep, I feel my feet begin to move. They know this dance, it’s so familiar. I’ve danced before, free from this form. This time I think I can remember… I never knew I could be here, inside this place of His embrace. My body comes alive with healing warmth now rushing through me. This rushing river that sustains me, its sound grows louder racing through me. I hear it raging, sounds of water swirling all around and over me. And suddenly it all grows silent. My health’s restored, my joy renews. He keeps His presence known, so close as I stay frozen. His breath quite near, I want to take it in. My pores now tingle as His wind blows passed me, gently. I feel it sooth my fragile frame. I’m shaking now, my pants begin. It’s all so real, my thankfulness, exceeding joy, I’m feeling blessed. Overwhelming breezes speed within my lungs, unsteadily escaping into panting breaths so glorious. How gloriously laughter follows. My mind escapes to depths so vast, my thoughts so clear, all is made right. The finished work. This racing heart of mine, unknown to me before this massive shattering of time that meets eternity. My joy pours out, it’s running over, colliding with His love so unconditional.
“Undo the veil, undo the veil, undo the veil.” He speaks in echoes. “I want to show you more of Me. I want to open up your eyes. I will reveal My will to you. Right now come dance a dance with Me. More things will be made clear.”
How can I not respond to this? I’m urged to spin and turn in rhythm. How dare I cower back from God’s own call? His call wants all of me. There is no place for pride that keeps me from the benefit. I abide in awesome wonderment, I yield, I dance, and cry…, that this could come so easily, all that I need He’s given me. I’ve acquired all I seek. I live to give to Him still more, what He requires is found in our surrendering. I give my all and He returns His favor. His answers now so simply seen. This realm so easily unraveling what seemed impossible to capture. But now made clear, His Love so dear. It’s all been done, already won.

Encouragement not of this World

God gives encouragement with every communication and prompts me to do the same for all of you. I live to stay in constant prayer for your protection, a covering of peace and divine health for the lives of you and your loved ones. God has told us that it is His Holy Spirit that ‘quickens’ (brings to life) our mortal bodies; we know that the Holy Spirit, Son, and Father have come to make their home within each one of us. So, for this reason, we hold to the Truth of the power that works inside of us; ever walking by Faith not by sight, holding to our profession of having been made whole in Christ Jesus. Because we are instructed by God’s word to keep His sayings before our eyes at all times, and since we know Jesus is that Word written as instructions in the Holy Bible, we daily search the scriptures for their life giving counsel that sustains us with divine health. His promises grow our inner man into ever increasing Faith; now bringing us into a deeper relationship with our Lord where we begin to hear His voice within our own spirit that now guides our steps each day. With this type of connection, one begins to recognize the power of holding a steady focus on our Savior Jesus the Christ, the author and finisher of our Faith. We learn of His divine purpose and how He wants to accomplish His will in our lives here on this earth. So we yield to Holy Spirit’s voice, always listening for that quiet prompting inside of our inner frame. When filled with God’s Holy Spirit in this way, we can no longer be tossed to and fro by the accusations of the enemy that would try to destroy us. We begin to recognize their tactics, distinguishing their voices from our heavenly Father’s. We take hold of every thought, bringing them into obedience to the knowledge we have of Christ. The moment we resist evil, the devil must flee. We know, therefore we speak, commanding the enemy to go and taking hold of the power we have in the name of Jesus our Savior. In this way, we will begin to see victory at every moment and with every turn; becoming stronger in our battle against the principalities and rulers of the darkness of this world.

Therefore, I encourage you to put on the whole armor of God spoken of in Ephesians 6, that you may stand therefore, having fastened on the belt of Truth and having put on the breastplate of Righteousness, having put on the readiness given by the gospel of Peace. In all circumstances taking up the shield of Faith with which you can extinguish all the flaming darts of the evil one; and taking the helmet of Salvation, and the sword of the Spirit which is the Word of God, praying at all times in the Spirit, with all prayer and supplication. I encourage you all the more to take your stand and see the victory that the Lord Jesus has provided for you. Walk in your victory, take hold of the divine health and be made whole!

Covenant Calls

“For me, church is a place to draw closer to God and His people; to come in out of the chaos of the world; a place where I can be refreshed… a fresh filling of His Love, of His Peace. Church is a place where you should sense the movement of TheHolySpirit flowing and be able to step into that river; where you know God’s working something right there in that exact moment. He’s met you there because He’s welcome there. That’s where I want to be- I want to be in a place where the Love of Christ is so tangible, it forces out all fear from my life and frees me to soar into the things of the Spirit. And, I need that again and again; because as I step back out into the world there’s no doubt I will be bombarded with cares and troubles of unnatural and unrelenting attacks from the enemy. He’s seeking whom he may devour, and I am no exception. God has told us that the weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but mighty in Christ to the pulling down of strongholds; and there are indeed strongholds wanting to attach themselves at every bend in the road, with every turn of our lives. So six days seem too long for me to wait until I can once again wade in that river where I’m reminded of the power we have in the name of Jesus, and the cleansing by the washing of His Word being spoken over me. I long for that corporate gathering of like-minded believers willing to encourage one another, if only by their mere presence that strengthens my faith as I’m able to witness their passionate worship. Indeed, iron sharpens iron. Our spirits identify with one another and the HolySpirit that lives inside each of us, and we are satisfied.”

We are reminded:
Perfect Love casts out Fear! —
Be anxious for NOTHING! —
Step out on the Water!! —
It’s NOT about us, It’s about Jesus! —

“Wherever my feet wander or my eyes gaze, I’m searching for You, my God. I long to worship You. My heart yearns to know You, Lord. My soul aches to be with You. I will seek You with all my heart and open my mouth to praise you in the sanctuary!! 🙌🎶…. This, and even more, is what church is to me.” ~.~ 💕✨

Psalm37:4 “Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart.”
Lamentation 3:35 “God is good to those who crave Him”
Job 32:18 “For I am filled with words and the spirit within compels me”
Job 33:14 “For God does speak; now this way, now another, though man does not perceive it… -yet He speaks-“

Let us believe what we have heard from the whispers in our spirit.

Redeeming Truth: It’s a gift from the everlasting Father that I’m certain cannot be acquired through human effort.  Yet, we must believe.  Let us believe what we have heard from the whispers in our spirit.  Let us have ears to hear; remembering that it is a spiritual ear that must be listening. For truth can only be heard when our hearts are humble and it is with a humble heart that we begin to see Truth. God has unveiled this in His Son, Jesus Christ –our example of living, breathing, inherent Truth. 

Know that it is God alone that does the drawing.  He draws and then does the revealing; granting repentance first, then giving Truth —because He is Truth, He gives of Himself.  To behold what we seek, we must be awakened, and this also is a gift given only after having sought it with all our heart. 

Understand that the ONLY struggle in this life is what scripture calls a “Fight of Faith” Faith to believe that God IS, that He is able, that He is willing –for all things hang upon His Love. He is Love — ♥ This we cannot deny, because we have been given the knowledge by the Holy Spirit’s promptings…If we believe, then He makes His home within our heart’s prayer closet, bringing life to our soul and giving new birth to our own spirit where He now sits with us to teach all things in God’s Holy Word.  He directs our hands to open to the very pages that hold the answers for our dilemma.  In His sovereignty, He provides peace for the circumstance, and we are nurtured by His Grace.  This, too, is His gift; He longs to give you His gifts.  They redeem the past, restore the present, and fulfill His future for your life.  Open yourself up to His voice and invite Him in… only then will you be renewed to a deeper understanding of His great Mercy and transcendent Truth… and with each encounter, Faith is strengthened for the battle.  This is also His gift.  

How I cherish His gifts – I’m captured by His overcoming Truth.  I live for our appointed meetings where His promptings draw me near, where I know that He is waiting to meet me full of gifts to bestow; for my comfort is His delight, His joy in me brings strength, and His promises are unfailing! ♥ ~.~  We believe, therefore we obtain —the Helper has been given!  Bless the Savior that arose and ascended on high for the direct purpose of sending us His Holy Spirit  –our Guide and Comfort lay in the belief that our Father in Heaven is addicted to caring for us– Blessings upon Blessings

When healing comes…

An insatiable sickness was demanding an accounting of my faith; my delays had only brought me to death’s door. Now, of necessity, I forced an answer to the critical question echoing throughout my life. “Was Jesus Christ the son of God come to save humanity?” Out loud, with tear-filled eyes, I whispered the words, “Yes, I believe.”
True sincerity would require a wholly committed embrace of His deity; belief in His written Word would be my proof…

I now know that it was not my own faith, but His measure given to me by Grace, that caused me to believe in the son of God and His sacrifice. Finally translated from darkness, a broken ego and humble heart began to search the scriptures. It was by the teaching of His Holy Spirit that my spirit began to be opened to His supernatural power which had always been drawing me … I learned to chase after His promises.

With time, through faith-filled seeking and a habit of meditation and praise I had developed in my prayer closet, I became familiar with the transforming presence of a God who loves us with an everlasting and supernatural love. Through sincere surrender in a safe environment wholly focused on Jesus, my spirit awoke, becoming aware of His touch; so weighty and precious is His tangible presence. Such encounters opened up the way for sovereign guidance that lead me toward like-minded believers. Within the fellowship of spirit-filled believers is where I learned of God’s faithfulness. I learned that Jesus Christ will always meets us at an open door of praise and worship. He meets us and then invites us gently into an overflowing charismatic experience. He longs to make Himself known. As with any desirable relationship, one becomes drawn to the meeting place. Its journey and resulted surroundings become etched into the subconscious allowing for the next interaction to become more easily acquired. I am able to arrive at this secret place almost immediately now. I’m sensitive to its call, I recognize the atmosphere, the sense when the veil has been lifted. I know now that the door to this glorious realm can be accessed from any place or moment …. My experience through my private encounters with the Holy Spirit opens me to receiving ever increasing measures of the Father’s love. He fills me up and pours out His purposes for my life. Through complete surrender in unabashed worship, I have found an experiential ministry from my Savior Jesus Christ who grants total healing. It is in this way as I stay in constant pursuit, determined to keep Him near, that I am sustained.

This type of walk with my Lord and King causes me to easily recognize His still small voice within. I’m shown Christ; in people and places, in conversation and song. Even within a glance, He is effortlessly known. It is by this familiarity and constant practice that whenever Holy Spirit has retreated into silence, this becomes immediately apparent. I feel His absence and my focus and resolve weakens; whether in dark circumstances or simply small moments of rejection, I fail to show love and I feel His grieving. My heart aches and sheds tears too easily these days when my immediate responses lack true unconditional love. Yet, no matter my failure in these circumstances, His mercy remains. His power unmatched; His Love is released and mercy triumphs. We need only stay filled by His love for forgiveness to reign. I’ve learned that His Word does not return void and His will is always done at the mention of His name.

His name is Jesus. He is Christ, my Lord; my all-powerful Savior.  All I purpose to know is my God. All I wish to seek is His presence. Ten thousand prayers and a lifetime’s pursuit has revealed a portal into His throne room of Grace where I’m readily ushered in, where my ability to know Him intimately intensifies…

It’s been 22 years now since I found my my healing through worship. My gratitude and love toward Him is unending and ever-increasing. The memory of His warm healing wind has not faded. I long to step into the rushing waves of His glorious kisses, again and again. My sustained health continually reminds me of just how real and living is our Savior. He cares for us with an unconditional, immeasurable, undying Love. ❤ ~.~

On my journey…

I can remember having conversations about God when I was first learning who our Father is. .. initially contemplating what was real and what might only be imagination. I’d grab hold of any willing participant and start to ramble on of opinions and experiences, all while delving deeper into the possibilities of some future place and time when these speculations might be revealed… There was always a memorable and noticeably tangible atmosphere of peace that would fill the room whenever I began to speak of these spiritual topics. Topics of the time of His return, of an eternity with Him, of His Son, and the Holy Spirit. Any present aggravations or persistent nuisances would immediately shrink into a distant background, while visions of my possible future with Christ took precedence as my heart’s only focus.

Those conversations sparked a passion in me to know and understand God, if that were possible. Through the years, they revealed a knowledge of His love and peace, and taught me to wait patiently for His will, as I learned I must rely upon it. Experience would show me that His way is always better, and blessings will come (at times subtly hidden within a moment, while on other occasions, overwhelmingly apparent so there could be no denying the One unleashing them). Although, I still can’t know as I’m known, my journey continues to teach me. Through relationship unions, and separations, births, and deaths, sickness, and heartache, … I’m learning. One beautiful and grand lesson learned, albeit too complicated to fully comprehend, came at a time when many of these occurrences had simultaneously accumulated and came rushing into my life. In unison, like waves pouring over me, so frequent and daunting they seemed, they crashed me into behavior I can only describe as an outward farce masking over inward depravity. —I functioned for years in that state. Finally coming to myself, I humbly surrendered my stubborn pride. Attempting to survive in that manner had only granted me a death sentence leaving me with a disease-ridden body. It proceeded to rob me of house and home (quite literally). It fortunately brought me to a place of forgiving and being forgiven.
I say this was a beautiful experience because what I learned through those years, of struggling to maintain such a ruse, had actually developed within me the reasoning and faith that brought me to a humble reliance upon Christ. I would now use this blind faith to work out my salvation with awesome reverence and power! The battles had created within me a priceless perspective which can never be removed. Most importantly, they confirmed and solidified an understanding of how much of our fight is one of faith, and therefore a fight that must be fought in the spirit world. This spiritual truth far outweighs any physical reality. For the physical is temporary, but the spirit is eternal.

The ultimate Revelation about how powerfully the Spirit of God does indeed quicken our mortal body filled my knowledge; and with each infilling –in every moment yielded to Him, be it in prayer or praise, with meditation or worship, every sacrifice of time given to God as an offering– where His Holy Spirit is released to interact with my flesh– there comes wisdom. Wisdom which at times manifests healing. In those moments relinquished to Jesus, His voice can be heard. In doing so, we are ever being changed by His instructions; for they speak of forgivenesses and peace-making. He recalls for one the areas that must be reconciled in order for stresses to be released. There must be confessions and apologies, trust and faith, and then more forgiveness. In this way the Holy Spirit flows freely and we abide continually in Christ’s quickening where divine healing flows.

My healing came; again and again it comes. I’ve been made whole and I am kept whole, changed from glory to glory by my communion with my Father. What I have learned on this journey is more valuable than any material gains on this earth; more valuable than any amount of finances or possessions that can be heaped up. What I’ve learned has brought me a treasured and authentic constant contentment that fills me as long as He fills me. It is a supernatural contentment. And Our walk together has become profoundly intimate; so much so that He has begun to show me myself beyond this life…

One can have their purpose opened up to them; a purpose that has it’s beginning here, but most definitely will play out into eternity. And so, I wait patiently (like a laborer waiting for his wages, always watching for the result of God in my circumstances) knowing that His daily purposes come -like waves rolling onto shore, they come, without fail, they come…

I hear the sound…

How He does cause one to tremble at the mention of His name… It was at one point in life after many days and many hours on my knees, with frustration for the emptiness I felt, that while closed inside my prayer closet, I asked the Lord why it was that I should come again and again to this place in hopeful expectation of my time with Him yet never receive an answer or even so much as a greatly needed reply. Why could I not sense Him and know that He was as real as my own flesh and why should I not hear His voice respond to me like a friend who comforts a friend?

“Doesn’t His Word say that I am His friend?” I mulled.

And suddenly a presence stepped into the room just beyond my closet doors. It caused me to shudder.

And, instantly I heard a voice ask the question, “Can you accept Him if He appears before you now?”

My body grew weak. I knew I need only open up the door to see His face now. I found myself simultaneously reaching for the knob while stepping backwards instead. It was my choice, but how could I — somehow, I couldn’t. I realized in that moment that He being spirit could surely step through causing me to catch a glimpse of His magnificence. He indeed could cause me to see, in one moment, in this instance here and now, all that is hidden… I would see how true it was that He is always near, He stays as close as my words! Panic shot through me as I through myself to the floor forcing my eyes to fiercely shut as I turning rapidly to my knees and instinctively fell on my face. He was now standing where I cowered. I felt him and thought I might catch a glimpse of His beautiful feet, so I squeezed my eyes tighter while clenching my fists in their attempt to assist. Shaking with an inexplicable fear that caused me to tremble, moments passed by in silence and I buried my face deep inside my arms while attempting to cling to the ground by digging my fingers into carpet fibers.

“No, No I cannot. I cannot lift my eyes to see! I am not worthy… I am so sorry.” I wept in whispers.

It was all I could do to now clench my chest in my hands, I thought my heart would stop. And through my sobbing His steps withdrew… After a short time, after retrieving my breath and once calm again, I came upon the revelation. I now understood how great and powerful is His glorious presence. I experienced just how fragile the human heart within us is, so weak a body that we wear. A newly found reverence was born in me that day and I was deeply grateful to learn why it is we’ve been given the gift of prayer as the means by which we communicate with the Almighty. ~.~

Since that encounter, I am more aware of His presence. I know that He is omniscient and accessible. And, with each new glorified communion, I learn of His demonstrative affections. I now revel in experiencing His manifest beauty. It causes me to wonder and inquire, longing all the more to know Him more intimately. So that now all fear is gone and I listen. I hear the rushing sound of His outward expressions and listen all the more intently for His still small voice. I hear His instructions, He is always speaking.

Now as He comes to love on me with every visit even nearer still, each time causing me to tremble. He floods my soul with rushing power from the Comforter and my shaking no longer ignites from fear, but from the awesome wonderment of His electrifying touch. I love His kisses. His river washes over me with waves of glorious revelation. Wave after wave, it captivates my spirit and arrests my flesh. I am captured. A captive of His Love, He is more real to me than life. ♥

I dream…

…in His loving presence.

I dream of a place where time does not envelop and restrain our choices; repeatedly taking them from daily activities to nighttime tragedies only to return us once again to the morning’s obligations. I dream of a place free and unrestrained from this physical cage that holds me now to weak and aching flesh subject to this poorly aging structure. I long for a life that exists perfectly pure, secure, resting on a foundation that cannot be shaken; where good prevails and love reigns, where purpose fills our activities, where peace rushes through guiding us toward our destiny…. where we live inside every moment, moments that lend themselves to our volunteered thoughts launching the thinker into only those places we choose to experience.

I dream of this place. I look to its maker; I long to know the one that has placed this desire inside me. With every breath I breathe, every step I take, I inch myself closer. Every intention, no matter how small, eagerly reaches forcefully toward this place, this place that I dream of entering. I’ve felt it in my prayer… I’ve glimpsed it in my night watches… I’ve peered into its secrets in my worship… Its mysteries have become familiar in the dance.

There is no time stronger for hearing and sensing the presence of the Lord then when fasting from fleshly desires where our continual prayer becomes part of a continual worship of our heavenly Father. In fasting, there must be purposeful prayer with an intentional searching of God’s Word. For it must be an unending meditation of His holy scriptures kept before your every thought so that you are certain to hear Him speak. You will become as familiar with His voice as a longtime lover’s call. His Presence will be intimately known and He will sing to you as well, “Come forth, my beloved.”

We surrender to our future…

…and so it was that as the sun began to set, I entered into the sanctuary for the first time on a Friday evening’s service where I was pleasantly met by the undeniable presence of a Holy Spirit filled church. The atmosphere was saturated with undisturbed peace, and I learned to quiet my mind that day; my body followed, motionless, falling deeper and deeper into such stillness…I could finally hear the voice of God. I learned that prayer is a conversation. As I surrendered myself to worshipful prayer, my spirit began to strengthen. Now feeling it rise up within to lead me into deeper worship, still, I trusted my Father; I knew He would not allow me to be led astray. He would guide me; He would keep me. –His love led me to the threshold of a realm so freeing that it moved me to dance and sing and praise Him with ever increasing abandon, until I found myself before the very throne room of Heaven. I was surrounded by worshippers basking in His wonderful presence; His fellowship so real, meeting me in the song and opening a gateway into His wondrous answers.

I’ve found no quicker way to enter into this realm but by sincere and passionate worship, where one lets loose of all that clutters the mind and weighs down the heart. We must thrust off every distraction along with every expectation. True and honest worship seeks only the Father’s will and we long for it with every fiber of our being with hands lifted up in praise and adoration. We enter into the Throne Room of the Almighty with all humility –no longer holding to physical or mental comforts but casting all aside and giving ourselves to abandon even human reasoning so that we may embrace spiritual realities. It is only then that our spirit will rise once again to overtake our flesh and lead our heart into an unknown song, guiding our feet to dance with the Holy Spirit’s prompting –opening up greater realms of glory and taking us into the tangible showers of our Lord where He speaks and reigns with a magnetic and electrical touch. We are filled to overflowing with shaking and heavenly intoxication. We are exposed to wisdom that can now be seen from love’s perspective and so we glimpse our inevitable future.

…and so we Pray

There is nothing more important or quite so precious as prayer. All that we do and all that we strive to become depends upon the miraculous gift of prayer. Even our worship and praising is only a form of prayer to the One we love. Our prayer is indeed a gift used by the Holy Spirit himself, whom Christ sent afterward for our comfort and instruction in all things… without prayer, we find ourselves defenseless, unable to prevent the inevitable evils of this world from hurdling full force into our lives. We cling to prayer so that our world stays held together by our Lord Jesus –It is through constant prayer that we invite our God to be a part of our lives, and it is in prayer that we shut out the enemy with all of his attacks in order to prevent those demons from accomplishing their purposes–their purposes being nothing but our disbelief and doubt, that we would not know the wonderful reality of the power of Jesus, that we would not call upon Him, that we would be orphans in a lost and dying world with no access to our Heavenly Father…

But, Christ’s gift of prayer has opened up to us all that we need to fight the good fight of Faith. It is not a burden when we truly understand its power. We are not weighed down with obligation to it, if it is that we have cast off the weights of sin by repentance. Enter into prayer by the shed blood that washes us clean and see prayer begin to pour out of you like a rushing river. If we hold to forgiveness in every circumstance, then we are always forgiven… so that we may ask whatsoever we will and it will be done of our Father. ♥

Let Us… ♥

• Let Us have a heart that has been prepared when entering into our prayer closet; “It is better to have a sincere heart lain before Him with no words, then to come with words when there is no heart.” -John Bunyan

Remember that it is God who does the drawing. We are sensitive to His call. We constantly listen for His promptings. We wait for the Lord and He gives us our prayers… Let Us be sure that our focus is for Him, and not a thing. Let Us position ourselves under the Blood of the Lamb at the Mercy Seat. Let Us condition our heart with humility and expectation; the humble condition of our heart is imperative.

It will be through His merciful Spirit that we are heard.

We are God’s Temple; we are His house. And, it is that He has said, “My house will be called a house of prayer.” He has asked us through Isaiah, “where is the house that you built me; where is the place of my rest?” Let Us abide in Christ so that He is welcome to dwell with us. He will surely hear us then, and will be well pleased.

We have an example of His Temple [which we are]… –of the Outer Court, where prayer begins…though we must journey into the Inner Court, and ultimately, the Holy of Holies. As the deer pants for the water, Let Us search and come boldly with mouths hungry for His Word. Let Us prepare the soul, with all of its hungers and desires, to be subject to our spirit, for our spirit must commune with God’s. —Now we see the Inner Holy Place –Now our body & soul is surrendered & our spirit alone may enter… The Holy of Holies opens up and deep calls unto deep –communion begins. This is where strength is given. This is where we are renewed. – We must get there! We must wholly enter in! Let Us…— ♥ ~.~

Believe for your Breakthrough ♥

In positioning ourselves to receive a breakthrough from the Lord, we must not be double-minded. Do not listen to the voice of the enemy that seeks to plant lies that will distract and detour one from receiving. Be ever-mindful of your thoughts and words, let them only come from the throne room of Heaven and pass through your spirit. God watches over His Word to perform it; know His Word and speak it! Out of your heart, your mouth will speak. Therefore be filled with His Word that it may pour out of you…

A silent prayer is subject to distracting thoughts, so we must speak OUT LOUD that it would activate Faith; that it would rule over doubt. Be consistent, be focused, be patient, be single-minded, determined to walk through to the other side with God.

Every breakthrough is a direct result of seeds planted given in Faith and the belief that there is a return for our faithfulness in Christ. Be sure to give a significant seed, the kind that cost you… seeds of love, trust, hope, kindness, gentleness, compassion, understanding, and charity…

Once we truly have done this we can rest in the assurance that God’s Word will not return void. Study it, meditate on it until it becomes alive in you. Do not neglect it. Now this produces genuine and powerful Faith —Now, our foundation is solidly set on Jesus— He is the author and finisher of our Faith and we will not be denied. ~.~

Fight the good Fight of Faith… Labor to enter into His rest…

My greatest experiences of Faith have manifested in moments where no other solution was within reach; when desperate and unforeseen circumstances force one into situations that can no longer be controlled or manipulated; life is happening to you, and you have become a mere spectator unable to participate. This is when you will hear a still small voice rise up from your center and speak in order to show you the way. With it, comes a compulsion. Pay attention. This is when you learn to trust that compelling call because there is no better choice.

….later in life, as I would find myself feeling lost, not necessarily at a point of desperation yet, but with a sense of darkness and silence as to which way to turn that was sure to send me there… It was in these moments that I would recall those past times in my walk of Faith; those experiences of blind steps taken on Faith by a prompting. My reflection and meditation caused me to recall that still small voice that had rescued me. I now listen quite intently for that same leading of a still small voice within; I wait for that same compulsion…

At those times, with each one, the certainty that my Faith in an unfailing God would not disappoint me strengthened. The Lord began to show the evidence of His real and present provision with every step of Faith I took; for it has always been a Faith set upon a Rock, based on the foundation of Jesus Christ my Lord that He himself taught when I was in desperate need. So that now, I rest.

I no longer stay in those places of darkness and silence. By the Grace of God and with His Spirit, I have fought through to the other side. I continue to fight the good fight. It is a life long journey. And, with every twist and turn of desperation that tries to attach itself, my Faith only grows stronger. Until now… now my labor has caused me to enter into the Throne Room of Grace, where I Worship & Rest in Him. ♥

His Love ♥

How do I? How can I? I need to know…

All of my life, I’ve searched for You, Lord. My heart’s desire has been to know You. My constant striving to please You, always hoping that my ‘doing’ might cause You to take notice. I supposed that You might move on my behalf; that you would possibly extend your hand of favor… –and favor has come, blessings and favor and constant provision. But, now I see that it was not because of my efforts, but because of Your Love. It has never come because of my selfish endeavors. But, when circumstance and struggle brought me to complete surrender, my selfishness ended and Your Mercy overflowed…
 It was not for Your sake that spiritual laws have been set. I’ve finally learned that it was for my own sake that there was a longing placed inside of me to know You — and my eyes were set upon a book — a book that is summed up in one word — Love. You are Love. It is only inside of complete and unconditional Love that we find our answers. And, the benefit of our search is not for You, but for each of us. In and through Love, we find pure Praise and true Worship flows. It is only out of the purest Praise and Worship that we begin to see Truth.

Forever mankind has grappled with the question, “Why?” Now I see that all of life’s answers can be found, not in the question “why?” but, in the search for “how?” 
How can I see You? 
How can I find You? 
How do I seek You?
How can I know You?

In this question, eternity begins to open up to us, and it becomes more real than anything in this temporary life… —-and our answers are hidden inside of our Worship. They come through our complete surrender. This is where our carnal mind quiets in the background and our natural state begins to transform; our perceptions begin to change and our spirit rises up to overtake and outperform the flesh—- Only then does the door into Your realm crack open. And, it pours out such a flood so magnificent we cannot help but to be overtaken by Your Love, Peace, Joy, Laughter, Praise, Healing, Wisdom, and Glory!!! …and it is intoxicating … and I am addicted. I am overwhelmed and undone by Your electrifying touch, Your pure Presence. I am run through by Your profound Peace, and now I see You. I have found You in my Worship. I have learned how to seek and know You, and I hear Your voice in the song.

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