This morning I walked into the office at work and said "Good Morning" to a very close co-worker. She neither looked up nor did she act like she heard me. So I walked around to my desk which is next to hers and again said "Good Morning". Again, she acted as though I was invisible. I began to rehearse in my head everything I've said and done in the last 24 hours . Had I unawares offended her?
Then I realized that NO ONE in the office acknowledged my arrival. I've done nothing different. Yesterday everyone was friendly. Today I don't exist. I don't think I'm abnormally insecure, but I was quickly beginning to feel like I was being punished. It took a few minutes to see that this all has absolutely nothing to do with me. My co-worker is in serious pain and the others are engaged in other conversations.
Then my thoughts went to how how the Holy Spirit is treated so often. He comes, wants to touch us. But we are self absorbed in our pain or otherwise entertained that we don't even realize He's here.
I felt just a snippet of the rejection that we unknowingly dole out to the Lord today and it will make me even more alert to notice the company of the One who promised to never leave or forsake me.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
This is the lull before the storm
DISCONTENT ABOUT BEING CONTENT
Last week, with my mind engaged in my job, which is nonspiritual by any stretch of the imagination, my train of thought was interrupted. Out of the spirit came a personal message to me and to many others who have been internally feeling a little ill-at-peace with what seems to be a season of apathy. Lately, it's as there is no fire for intercession; no great concern over the state of the world or loved ones. Not only that - I've been oddly content in my spirit, though a bit condemned in my mind about it.
INTERUPTED AT WORK
And - so - in the middle of the day, when I was exerting no energy or thought toward hearing Holy Spirit, He chose to speak.
I do love it when He does that. Anyway this is gist of His words. I stopped immediately and tried to capture everything, as I felt those Holy Ghost surges rushing around as I typed.
Dark days are over the horizon and the world is going to desperately need a strong vibrant Christian to help them walk through those days. These days seems like a time of not too much happening; a time when there is no fire for intercession, no burn for souls. It feels almost sinful to be doing so little – but this is the Lord.
This is the time of His preparation.
Not of study – we’ve done that.
Not of soul purging –we’ve done that too.
This is a time of re-supply; a time of drinking and eating to build up strength.
This is a time of learning the rhythm of resting and running and becoming skilled in both.
This is not a day when you are unproductive.
This is a time of gestation; of pregnancy – not of labor pains.
A pregnant woman is only in labor for a short spurt, but she is carrying the child as she eats excessively, sleeps much and makes a home for the new one coming.
This is the time to take care of yourself. But right now, enjoy the peace. Receive. Be refreshed.
You’re going to need your strength soon enough.
Don't fret that you won't be ready and equipped with the power and anointing to slay dragons, to bring life to the dying.
You won't be able to prepare for what is coming through your own efforts. When the time comes, the anointing , the equipment, the power, the words will be there.
Last week, with my mind engaged in my job, which is nonspiritual by any stretch of the imagination, my train of thought was interrupted. Out of the spirit came a personal message to me and to many others who have been internally feeling a little ill-at-peace with what seems to be a season of apathy. Lately, it's as there is no fire for intercession; no great concern over the state of the world or loved ones. Not only that - I've been oddly content in my spirit, though a bit condemned in my mind about it.
INTERUPTED AT WORK
And - so - in the middle of the day, when I was exerting no energy or thought toward hearing Holy Spirit, He chose to speak.
I do love it when He does that. Anyway this is gist of His words. I stopped immediately and tried to capture everything, as I felt those Holy Ghost surges rushing around as I typed.
Dark days are over the horizon and the world is going to desperately need a strong vibrant Christian to help them walk through those days. These days seems like a time of not too much happening; a time when there is no fire for intercession, no burn for souls. It feels almost sinful to be doing so little – but this is the Lord.
This is the time of His preparation.
Not of study – we’ve done that.
Not of soul purging –we’ve done that too.
This is a time of re-supply; a time of drinking and eating to build up strength.
This is a time of learning the rhythm of resting and running and becoming skilled in both.
This is not a day when you are unproductive.
This is a time of gestation; of pregnancy – not of labor pains.
A pregnant woman is only in labor for a short spurt, but she is carrying the child as she eats excessively, sleeps much and makes a home for the new one coming.
This is the time to take care of yourself. But right now, enjoy the peace. Receive. Be refreshed.
You’re going to need your strength soon enough.
Don't fret that you won't be ready and equipped with the power and anointing to slay dragons, to bring life to the dying.
You won't be able to prepare for what is coming through your own efforts. When the time comes, the anointing , the equipment, the power, the words will be there.
Friday, May 1, 2009
More "floor stories"
Last week we met again at the Zion Road Healing Rooms for a soaking meeting. Soaking is just a good word to describe time spent with all of our being focused on the presence of God.
With all other gatherings, there is a "DO' purpose. And we need to DO things truly, however it is too common to neglect DOING NOTHING so God can finish what He began in us.
FREEDOM FROM PERFORMANCE BASED LIVING
I'd been feeling a nudge to point the meeting toward freedom from performance based living and brought briefly the outline from Soaking School on the subject. The CD that followed as we soaked was about nearly 2 hours of music and other pieces that further layered that into us.
A few days later a friend told to me of a very weird thing that she experienced in the meeting. She went on to describe in depth an encounter with Jesus reaching into her and pulling a deep critical root and taking all the time of the meeting to surgically stitch up the little crevices where the root had spread. (If we had shortened the time, He wouldn't have been able to finish up. )
I just got another email from her. Holy Spirit has continued in that process with her and is using other ministries to go into the root and really free her up from something that had been a barrier in her life for years. Through exposure to many perfectionists in her life, the root had come and is now being eradicated.
Her Father, she said, was quite a nit-picky guy. Nothing was ever good enough for him. She married someone who was similar in that perfectionism as is the extended in-law family. This has all seemed in to her soul over many years. Now she is free!
THAT'S why I love soaking meetings. They allow Jesus to come and plunder in His garden in ways no man can. We are His garden and He does His own weeding.
With all other gatherings, there is a "DO' purpose. And we need to DO things truly, however it is too common to neglect DOING NOTHING so God can finish what He began in us.
FREEDOM FROM PERFORMANCE BASED LIVING
I'd been feeling a nudge to point the meeting toward freedom from performance based living and brought briefly the outline from Soaking School on the subject. The CD that followed as we soaked was about nearly 2 hours of music and other pieces that further layered that into us.
IT MAKES HOLY SPIRIT HAPPY
It's a stretch for an American Christian to lay down and allow Holy Spirit that much uninterrupted time, but it makes HIM happy. He expressed His joy by coming personally, on a very real and intimate level to each person in the room.
ENCOUNTERS TOO PERSONAL TO SHARE
Afterward, some said that what was done in them was too personal to share. Others had some powerful images embedded in them and everyone agreed that this was a much needed amazing time.
A few days later a friend told to me of a very weird thing that she experienced in the meeting. She went on to describe in depth an encounter with Jesus reaching into her and pulling a deep critical root and taking all the time of the meeting to surgically stitch up the little crevices where the root had spread. (If we had shortened the time, He wouldn't have been able to finish up. )
I just got another email from her. Holy Spirit has continued in that process with her and is using other ministries to go into the root and really free her up from something that had been a barrier in her life for years. Through exposure to many perfectionists in her life, the root had come and is now being eradicated.
Her Father, she said, was quite a nit-picky guy. Nothing was ever good enough for him. She married someone who was similar in that perfectionism as is the extended in-law family. This has all seemed in to her soul over many years. Now she is free!
THAT'S why I love soaking meetings. They allow Jesus to come and plunder in His garden in ways no man can. We are His garden and He does His own weeding.
Friday, April 10, 2009
Fear and value of the Presence of God
Do I only worship Him for the purpose of giving Him what He’s due?
Knowing full well that He will indeed, do I have subtle wrong motives of manipulating Him? Luring His to me for the purpose of blessing a place, manifesting healing, making me feel good?
What is the purpose in my heart for coming to this place of gathering?
It is a good desire to be healed, blessed, encouraged –
But this must not be my motive as I worship..then it’s just manipulation for my purpose.
He is so loving, so in love with us, that He will allows me to do this.
So I will purpose to have this in my heart:
I worship You because You are the love of my life,
Because You are my God.
If you never do anything else in my life, it is of no consequence to my worship.
I just want to give you a drink and a place to rest.
I come seeking nothing.
I come only to give to YOU.
You do not need to tangibly manifest for me to continue to love You.
You do not need to speak, or to encourage or to bless the gatherings in any way..
The only thing I ask is that You please just receive my love please.
Knowing full well that He will indeed, do I have subtle wrong motives of manipulating Him? Luring His to me for the purpose of blessing a place, manifesting healing, making me feel good?
What is the purpose in my heart for coming to this place of gathering?
It is a good desire to be healed, blessed, encouraged –
But this must not be my motive as I worship..then it’s just manipulation for my purpose.
He is so loving, so in love with us, that He will allows me to do this.
So I will purpose to have this in my heart:
I worship You because You are the love of my life,
Because You are my God.
If you never do anything else in my life, it is of no consequence to my worship.
I just want to give you a drink and a place to rest.
I come seeking nothing.
I come only to give to YOU.
You do not need to tangibly manifest for me to continue to love You.
You do not need to speak, or to encourage or to bless the gatherings in any way..
The only thing I ask is that You please just receive my love please.
Pirates and Good Friday
Today is Good Friday. I think it should be called Dark Friday as a reminder that it was Dark when Jesus surrendered His life on the Christ and began His journey into hell so I would not have to go there. He fully paid my ransom so I could be free to chose a life in Heaven.
I don't dress pretty on Good Friday. Today I wear black, and I'm emotionally connecting to how expensive my freedom is...
The day remembered on Good Friday was a very long torturous agonizing horror of a day for my Lovely Jesus.
The only thing I ask in prayer for today is the freedom of the merchant ship captain who was taken hostage by Somali pirates. My father was a merchant mariner. He could have been on any of the ships the pirates have gone after. When I was 7 years old, he was on a ship that was stuck in Suez Canal because of war in the are. I didn't see him for a year and it was heartbreaking to me. A ransom is demanded to be paid to set this man free and release all his shipmates to go about their life. Jesus paid my ransom and yours. Today whatever it takes to end the wave of Somali pirates, I pray it will.
I can ask for nothing else today because Jesus has done enough. More than enough.
More than enough.
I don't dress pretty on Good Friday. Today I wear black, and I'm emotionally connecting to how expensive my freedom is...
The day remembered on Good Friday was a very long torturous agonizing horror of a day for my Lovely Jesus.
The only thing I ask in prayer for today is the freedom of the merchant ship captain who was taken hostage by Somali pirates. My father was a merchant mariner. He could have been on any of the ships the pirates have gone after. When I was 7 years old, he was on a ship that was stuck in Suez Canal because of war in the are. I didn't see him for a year and it was heartbreaking to me. A ransom is demanded to be paid to set this man free and release all his shipmates to go about their life. Jesus paid my ransom and yours. Today whatever it takes to end the wave of Somali pirates, I pray it will.
I can ask for nothing else today because Jesus has done enough. More than enough.
More than enough.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
2009
At 3:13 PMtoday , 3/3/09, I was working away when I was interupted by this in my spirit:
"2009 will be a fruitful year for my people. "
So be fruitful and multiply I say!
Eternal Heavenly Frutifulness flows from intimacy with our Bridegroom King .
"2009 will be a fruitful year for my people. "
So be fruitful and multiply I say!
Eternal Heavenly Frutifulness flows from intimacy with our Bridegroom King .
Thursday, February 19, 2009
God's Pent up Love
Tonight we're soaking at Healing Rooms - and I can't wait!
Sunday night I looked up at the and just said "I Love you Father". I just stood there looking up...and I felt like He wanted to whoosh down and scoop me up
...it kinda spooked me a bit and I went inside.
I've been thinking about that all week. It's like He's wooing me to come back and let Him return the love. It's as though He's crying out " I love you back , so much that I don't want to hold back any longer. Can I release some of the pent of passion for you? Will you let me? "
Sunday night I looked up at the and just said "I Love you Father". I just stood there looking up...and I felt like He wanted to whoosh down and scoop me up
...it kinda spooked me a bit and I went inside.
I've been thinking about that all week. It's like He's wooing me to come back and let Him return the love. It's as though He's crying out " I love you back , so much that I don't want to hold back any longer. Can I release some of the pent of passion for you? Will you let me? "
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