Incredible inspiring song by Mandisa for the movie : The Story and film clips from “One Night with the King”
Incredible inspiring song by Mandisa for the movie : The Story and film clips from “One Night with the King”
Oh boy, it has been awhile since I have been led to write again on this blog. I told you all that when I got back to it in January of this year, the Israel trip was jelling to be shared. However, the prophetic events unfolding so fast… truly had me just trying to listen, hear and make sure that I was hearing Him… Yeshua ( I must admit it is hard for me to refer to Him as Jesus now ) but will likely go back and forth on that. In these days it is critically important that we hear HIM and maybe for many of us that is just it how do you know? These are simply my experiences and I am not so holy, far from it but definitely disparate for our Messiah and the intimacy of a deep relationship.
A few months ago I was sound asleep, a deep sleep when suddenly I heard my name being called. ” Carla ” a familiar voice said to me. So gentle but commanding too and I sat up and nudged my sleeping husband and said “what do you want?” He sleepily grumbled what are you talking about. Insistent that my husband had called me and then realizing he had not— I knew that it was time to get up and pray. So into my “prayer room” where the computer sits by the window so I can see the sky and in the dark there– I said Lord was that you? So I prayed and prayed for and about everything I could think of from family, the ministry and Israel into the night watches. The next morning I called my friend Shirley who is age 78 and is a true woman of intercession and the reading and teaching of the word of our Lord. She is my spiritual mentor . We prayed together for the Lord to give me the revelation of what I heard. Two days later in the wee hours of the morning when I had gotten up to pray —it came precept upon precept. From scripture reading and prayer, it was quietly revealed to me ” My sheep know my voice.” I know that sounds so simple but let me tell you, it meant the world to me to know the Creator of the Universe, Master of the stars , the One who was and is and is to come– would take the time to make sure I knew this. There is deep reason as I felt it also meant He wanted to be sure to have me listening for the “assignment ” just for me in these last days. We are all on assignment, something our Lord has just for us to do and to be busy about what gives Him the glory.
Then an explosion of prophetic events as foretold in His word are happening like lightening and it can be hard to keep up!
Events so precise in their connection to the shadows and patterns in His word from the foundation of the world– what a glorious time to be alive and see it all unfolding.This precision of events really hit home for me especially this week. June 1st is Jerusalem Day when the celebration of Israel capturing Jerusalem over 44 years ago is celebrated and remembered. Is it a coincidence we have the 44th President who is going against the Most High God in pushing Israel in all ways ? On June 1st in 1981 my brother Doug was tragically killed in an accident which forever impacted my family.
I will not forget the phone call receiving such news and being alone at home, no care with little Olivia age 18 months and no way to call her Dad who was in night classes. My immediate need was to know if my brother was is in Heaven as I was not sure he was saved. This was a burning desire in me. So I prayed and prayed about it. Please Lord– I can accept this if you will tell me where Doug is. Two weeks later back from southern Indiana where all my family and all those who really knew him were, in the night I was woken up by the crying out of Olivia and uttered to God , oh please let her go back to sleep because I don’t want to think about this anymore. Suddenly it was like going from a cold place to a warm place and I heard ” Do not let your heart be troubled, he is in a safer place than you can possibly imagine.” This feeling seemed like a long time but was just seconds and I woke my husband to ask if he had heard the voice. He had not. Do you see a pattern here? So excited I called my parents to tell them, I knew where Doug was! My Dad took it all in with a catch in his voice, my mother said” Why would he tell you and not tell me?” All I knew is that I heard His voice. It gave me perfect peace. It is very thrilling to me now to know that my brother went to be with the Lord on a significant day in history.. June 1st.
Back then my little girl was learning about Jesus as it was in all our everyday conversation. She used to yell out the window when I would put her in her room for time out… ” Jesus help me.” She was learning to call on her Good Shepherd and learned well as tonight now a mother herself called to tell me a sweet story about Eila Grace our little granddaughter who is just age 3.
Eila was praying tonight and asked Jesus to save all the people who don’t know Him. WOW– a child doing this with such pure faith , it brings tears to my eyes. Seeing the Holy Spirit in this little girl is a rich and treasured blessing. Her Mommy and Daddy read to her in the womb from the Bible.
Eila Grace age 3
13For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother’s womb.
14I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.
They are continuing this practice with Asher Benjamin now 16 months.
I pray this also continues with Lily new grandchild in her Mommy’s womb to be born to our son Reed and his wife Erica in about 2
I These days I feel deep in my spirit it is
our called duty as His sheep to do all
we can to call all those lost sheep that the Lord places in our paths to the Good Shepherd. I know this is a great part of His last days assignment for me and I pray for the boldness to do it… after all He made sure I heard His voice. May I always be humbled to listen well..
Are we listening? The clock is ticking…
The year 2010 has proven to have been a tremendous blend of wilderness and mountain top experiences colliding with one another so that candidly well yeah, I was overwhelmed by them. I suppose many of you like me cannot quite fathom we are on the cusp of 2011. How did time go by so fast? A favorite saying of mine is that God has speeded up time and that is why it seems we cannot keep up. In fact, there is some proof of that but ( sigh ) that is quantum physics and I am not gonna go there….maybe I went to Purdue University but my gifts have never lain in that arena. However it seems to me that His grace has shortened the days for a whole lot of reasons.
I cannot let 2010 go by without giving great praise to our Almighty God! My heart is so full of joy today as the blessings of this year are remembered in my heart. The Lord did something very special for me these last couple of days and that is He reminded me how much He loves me. ( us ) It is too amazing for words and just the intimacy of time with Him during the 4th watch this week has been deep and rich. It is so simple and perhaps that is the mystery of it… He just wants us to seek Him, believe He was the one who was and is and is yet to come. The Master of this great universe, choreographer of the dance of the stars, and the dancing light in my grandchildren’s eyes… sent His SON down from Heaven to become flesh so we might understand who He is. This is the journey we as believers are on is it not.. to be diligent seekers of going deeper to know, believe and have a relationship of who He is. That is my heart’s desire as I grow older and learn more every day how much my life needs to be about this one true thing.
1 In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. 2 He was in the beginning with God. 3 All things were made through Him, and without Him nothing was made that was made. 4 In Him was life, and the life was the light of men. 5 And the light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not comprehend[a] it
This morning was an amazing one… the release to write this blog again came at long last. This morning the was full of joy as up alone taking in the dawn of day seeing the brightest star on the eastern horizon, the night slip into day with it seemed all of creation singing! Birdsong outside my window as little wrens, redbirds and yes even blackbirds rejoiced in the melting NC snow to dart in and out of less freezing weather. My heart was full of worship and my spirit in awe of the answered miracles that I had awoke to find in email that the Lord had performed for the ministry He has called me to. ( that is another testimony and a blog to come ). So I took in the morning with song, a snuggly dog, warm blanket and an excellent cup of coffee and I celebrated the reality of being in a place where I could worship Him in abandon. A blessing not to be taken for granted and my prayer is that me, my family and fellow believers stand for this privilege. In retrospect, I celebrated this past year with it’s intensity, challenges and deep blessings. We lost two family members in 5 months ( both of Tony’s parents who died exactly on the same day 5 months apart. The difficulty of public persecution on a personal level as a ministry leader, the challenges that followed in rebuilding the ministry internally with the finest team ever and the sweetness of what resulted by the power of prayer, and the faith that develops stronger in such circumstances. I am thankful. Then there was my husband Tony’s knee injury and surgery inserted in the midst of our pending trip to Israel. This trip had been a life long dream which again by the grace of the Lord and prayer .. we went and while there learned our son Reed and his wife Erica are going to bless us with a grandchild to become our third.
Many of you who correspond with me regularly or who happen to be close friends and family know that it has been my desire to share all about the trip my husband Tony and I took to Israel. Until this morning, I did not have the release, I was waiting on from the Lord to attempt to share what we saw, felt and understood by being there.. I pray with all my heart that all these riches still processing in my heart and mind can be put into words.
So beginning this first day of 2011, I am going to commit to do this till it is all chronicled as a life changing experience.
May God bless you richly this New Year and may we all occupy well as we long for His return.
I have been waiting for about 2 months now for the release in my spirit to release this post. Prayerfully and with my heart and spirit still full of it, I have been waiting… and tonight after replying to an email from my kindred friend and sister in Christ, Charmaine ” Garden Girl” http://runningfrombabylon.blogspot.com/ and some discussion with my daughter Olivia Adair http://livadair.wordpress.com/ the breakthrough finally came to share this. With all humility I hope to share in a way that gives God the glory … for it is HE who is the Good Shepherd.
For those who have been reading my blogs, you know that I have been in a season of some persecution personally involving the ministry the Lord gave me a vision to develop and lead over 23 years ago which is Yahweh Center Children’s Village. http://www.yahwehcenter.org Should I have expected this ?
Probably, as this ministry is about healing children and God’s name is on this place .. but I was blindsided. You see , I work on the concept of being a giver. I am a mercy person and also one that believes in accountability for when folks agree to be part of ministry—- that it requires hard times and faith times and respect for authority. My heart is for people and when I share the Word of God it is for encouragement and edification . How do we grow without being nourished and fed by it? But then it is all about perspective of the life as believers. This is the great purging of the ” church” and who we are and who we are not in Christ. The worst of us —the chaff being shifted from the wheat. The deep cuts of pruning. He seeks a vineyard with fruit and we cannot grow without the purging.. ouch!
The scripture of the Lord in the Bible is precious to me– not something that I use for “manipulation” but the enemy knows that is my heart.. so that particular accusation deeply pierced my heart. Oh, but wait.. that is the point is it not ? By circumcise of our hearts we get His heart. These are hard lessons. I do not profess to be a “perfect leader” but I do try with all I know how to do to seek Him of how to lead. He is developing the gifts of spirit and the fruits of the spirit in me and to develop my faith in a deeper way.
What breaks our hearts “breaks His too”. How other people view this is God’s business and it is not my battle. Meanwhile, this caused me to learn a lot about sedition and rebellion and witchcraft and what this all really means… for we do not wrestle with flesh and blood. This thing was much deeper than I understood. See Rick Renner at
Learning hard …about the walk we agree to when we go with Him. We must decrease so He can increase. That part is what is the struggle and so our Shepherd leads and sometimes the sheep scatter with sheep in wolves clothing lingering about. I can take the wolf out in the open but it is the “hidden” ones that blew me away. I am prayerfully working on seeking Him to be a wiser shepherdess.
Pushing all vulnerabilities to the side– yes I have been broken and “face down” in this time. It has been a time for me of deeper intimacy with the Lord–leaning not unto my own understanding ( working on that daily ) and the most troubled and blessed of moments of learning what this journey of being called to His purpose really means. This has involved all kinds of things– a myriad of emotions and trying to hang on to Him when it seemed He could not hear me at all. But I find that is the beauty of it… the place where when all is still and lonely .. . He is deeper still.
The enemy of our souls knows just where to go for our weak spots-– and also how to try to use accusation as a weapon of self doubt and to attempt to quench the only real hope we have… the relationship with Jesus and our faith in our Abba Father through the Word and the power of His name. The strategy is to break our confidence and wear down our faith by using our faith and His WORD against us. Doubt and whispering, the relentless murmuring.. the issue of the ages. What I have learned is truly very simple ,so simple it is almost too hard to grasp. It is that when we are weak, He is strong and when the enemy comes in like a flood… He raises a standard against it.
So shall they fear The name of the LORD from the west, And His glory from the rising of the sun; When the enemy comes in like a flood, The Spirit of the LORD will lift up a standard against him.
The details of all what went on are not even worthy of sharing– it is literally a narrow place but a place that the Lord puts His children through to help us be a more worthy lamb for the Shepherd to lead.
Psalm 23: 5
5 You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies;
You anoint my head with oil;
My cup runs over.
6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
All the days of my life;
And I will dwell[a] in the house of the LORD
I know as He has told me when trying to understand it all; it is for me as a leader myself to get me ready for things that will be revealed to me and others as we grow in the fruits of the spirit in these last days. My heart is so full of praise for friends, intercessors, ministry supporters and amazingly people I don’t even know who prayed. How can I ever thank you
Oh my the power of prayer… how can we even grasp the supernatural factors in prayer. Moments when the calm of the storm around me was like a warm blanket — I could feel it surrounding me– the united prayers and hearts of believers who cried out in prayer. Prayer is a gift for those you are praying for … an offering. I read and do my devotional time with
Kathleen Dillard of ” Prayer Central ”
Kathleen says it this way….
Jesus is the Rewarder. He answers prayer and brings blessings on our obedience. He is generous, and we can never out-give Him. Consider these Bible verses, and let your faith be strengthened.
Hebrews 11:6 “And without faith it is impossible to please [Him], for he who comes to God must believe that He is, and [that] He is a rewarder of those who seek Him.”
Luke 6:38 “Give, and it will be given to you; good measure, pressed down, shaken together, running over, they will pour into your lap. For by your standard of measure it will be measured to you in return.”
Hebrews 6:10 “For God is not unjust so as to forget your work and the love which you have shown toward His name, in having ministered and in still ministering to the saints.”
Matthew 6:6 “But you, when you pray, go into your inner room, and when you have shut your door, pray to your Father who is in secret, and your Father who sees in secret will repay you.”
Ephesians 6:7-8 “With good will render service, as to the Lord, and not to men, knowing that whatever good thing each one does, this he will receive back from the Lord, whether slave or free.”
So now the reason for this post — to share how the Lord gave me in my dark moments a gift I cannot ever forget. He showed me His glory!!
One night right when all the hullabaloo of this “warfare” was at a fervor pitch from events from the day. I was down in my kitchen table just sobbing. It was late and my husband was in bed and I was so broken and literally crying out to the Lord, that I woke up my husband. He came downstairs, troubled and to comfort me.
Unbeknown to me, my dear friend Shirley was praying for God to show me His glory. The next day the prayers of so many were wrapping me moment to moment through unbelievable events coming in like a “flood”….
That evening when home about twilight– suddenly the light outside changed into a golden and crimsom hue , I cannot adequately describe. Still cannot.
It was if the sky had turned to liquid gold… but not just the sky but the atmosphere. It was about 8:30 PM and it was as if someone turned the lights on– I got up from where I was reading and ran to look out front— the wonder of what I was seeing immediately had me on my knees in praise. It seemed as if the heavens had opened and I truly thought maybe Jesus was coming.. and I worshipped! Then I called to my husband to come see and he did but it seemed not so remarkable to him. To be very candid, it seemed like there was something strange that he was not seeing what I was. So I was praying Lord–what did I see?
I then got a phone call from my daughter, Olivia who had been out walking their dog and she mentioned being outside and seeing the most incredible light and then coming in to put my granddaughter Eila to bed, she reported that Eila age 2 had said” mommy close the curtains, it is too bright, I don’t like it “.
So buoyed by our conversation– I keep seeking the Lord on it and He revealed it was His Shekinah glory. This lead me to a search which I found at this link…
http://www.hope-of-israel.org/glory.htm an excerpt from this is with bold emphasis mine
Throughout the Bible YEHOVAH God speaks of His desire for an intimate relationship with His people. The “Shekinah,” therefore, refers to the presence of YEHOVAH that was — but is not now — physically manifested in the time-space continuum. It could be seen. The presence was A VEHICLE OF THE PERSON OF YEHOVAH GOD IN THE THREE DIMENSIONAL WORLD. Solomon’s understanding that YEHOVAH cannot actually be limited to Temples on earth because of His eternal nature can be seen in I Kings 8:27 —
The writer goes on to share also the following:
Whenever that presence was physically manifested, it was frightening to those who experienced it:
When Moses had ascended the mountain, the cloud covered the mountain. The PRESENCE OF THE LORD [“Cavod YHVH”] abode [“shakan”] on Mount Sinai, and the cloud hid it for six days. On the seventh day He called to Moses from the midst of the cloud. Now the PRESENCE OF THE LORD [“Cavod YHVH”] appeared in the sight of the Israelites as a consuming fire on the top of the mountain. — Exodus 24:15-17.
Writes Fred P. Miller: “Earlier, the seventy elders had gone up into the cloud and actually saw the “Shekinah” glory, and they were so afraid they asked Moses never to take them again. As far as they were concerned, they saw God! You can only imagine their hair on end and their wide-eyed appearance as they came down from the mountain exclaiming ‘We saw God! It was terrible!'” (Zechariah and Jewish Renewal).
The frightening of seeing the glory of the Lord helped me understand why Eila was “afraid and didn’t like it. Putting this all together had me ” facedown” the awe of what I had been privileged to see… too precious to formulate. And even more a playing out of a covenant…. think of this my daughter and granddaughter saw it. Not my husband nor her husband but the 3 of us.She is my offspring and Eila the first of a direct generation…
And I will establish my covenant between me and you and your offspring after you throughout their generations for an everlasting covenant, to be God to you and to your offspring after you.
Here I am in the last moments of the day up here in my “quiet place ” tending to my emotional wounds of the day and well yeah, frankly feeling lonely, misunderstood and having the proverbial pity party. Maybe I have good reason for this foray into this emotional indulgence but when I took it up a level to include the Lord in my concerns, teardrops turned into prayers.
One of my favorite quotes is the following:
You can draw near to God even though you cannot say a word. A prayer may be crystallised in a tear. A tear is enough water to float a desire to God.”
– Charles H. Spurgeon
Amazing how God reminds us in those bare and broken of spirit moments in life just how much He understands our feelings. After all His Son was sent here to earth experiencing in the flesh the range of emotions. What a lesson He is teaching me about the “cup of His suffering ” … my minor earthly glimpse that has overwhelmed me. How much His heart had to have been broken by those who would so dismiss, mock, despise the Lord our God.. the Master and Architect of the Universe.
Boy… does that give some perspective to what He wants us to understand about walking with Him and yet He did the amazing thing.. He loved, and forgave and understood giving himself totally over to the will of His Father.
I confess to not being in the most loving spirit as I remembered the day and some of the thoughtlessness that was encountered in real life living that deeply hurt my feelings. Invisible my feelings to others it seemed..
So in my little office looking out at the night as it falls and having the blessing of iTunes and all of my favorite music before me I opened up my email. My emails came flooding in which included some amazing teachings from folks who are fervent believers and seekers of Jesus as well as notes from friends brothers and sisters in Christ. Many of whom, I have never met but have a deep fellowship with in the Holy Spirit and the trust, kindred spirit that has developed over the years . Likely some of you reading this post are in that group and others understand exactly what I am speaking of.
In my perusal of my emails, I was seeing the prayer requests of some in very deep need. So with my “sufferings’ placed aside for reaching out-– the supernatural effort of encouraging others lifted my spirits.
Soon a change happened in me .
By listening to songs of worship, praise and the effort to look up scripture for those I am praying for and with… some are members of my family who mean so much to me and are a blessing daily in my life–others whom I have not met but in “spirit” and sharing … He worked on my heart. His loving presence exchanged the place of “self” which regardless of what our cultural feel good “Church” is teaching is not what Jesus taught at all. He taught that we must decrease so He might increase..
Chip Brogden teaches amazingly on this in “The School of Christ http://www.TheSchoolOfChrist.org in this article
He .. Jesus , Yeshua HaMashchiah , knew all the range of emotions and yet He took the full cup of suffering. Truly I don’t want to drink from it.. willingly but in His love and example He supernaturally imparts Himself into our hearts.
He is for me , for us.. the fruits of the spirit waiting for us to pick them up and develop deep roots in my ( our ) hearts. Roots deep enough to feed faith and wrapped in the daily fertile soil of His word and continual prayer.
So as I pray tonight for those who need it (including me ) … He uplifts my soul and whispers to me… that He knows..
25 My soul clings to the dust;
give me life according to your word!
26 When I told of my ways, you answered me;
teach me your statutes!
27 Make me understand the way of your precepts,
and I will meditate on your wondrous works.
28 My soul melts away for sorrow;
strengthen me according to your word!
29 Put false ways far from me
and graciously teach me your law!
30 I have chosen the way of faithfulness;
I set your rules before me.
31 I cling to your testimonies, O Lord;
let me not be put to shame!
32 I will run in the way of your commandments
when you enlarge my heart! 
From Daily Light….
The chief Shepherd.—“I am the good shepherd. I know my own and my own know me. . . . My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me. I give them eternal life, and they will never perish, and no one will snatch them out of my hand.”
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters. He restores my soul. He leads me in paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.
All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way; and the Lord has laid on him the iniquity of us all.—“I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep.”—“I will seek the lost, and I will bring back the strayed, and I will bind up the injured, and I will strengthen the weak.”—For you were straying like sheep, but have now returned to the Shepherd and Overseer of your souls.
Heb. 13:20; 1 Pet. 5:4; John 10:14, 27, 28; Ps. 23:1-3; Isa. 53:6; John 10:11; Ezek. 34:16; 1 Pet. 2:25
Selah and blessings on the journey….
These past few weeks and days… they seem to roll over onto one another have brought me to a new place. Hesitantly I share this as it is so fresh in my spirit and is still “formulating’. I just emailed a friend and tried to share this — the sense of “crossing over”. In the book of Exodus in Chapter 12 the Hebrew children are called to great obedience and trust in order to have the Angel of Death ” Pass Over” … a shadow and pattern of applying the blood of the Lamb for protections and the supernatural provision of the LORD– Yahweh.
Then that concept is found again in Joshua the commentary of Matthew Henry about their crossing the Jordan is found within ” Biblegateway”
and is as follows ..
The Israelites come to Jordan.
The Israelites came to Jordan in faith, having been told that they should pass it. In the way of duty, let us proceed as far as we can, and depend on the Lord. Joshua led them. Particular notice is taken of his early rising, as afterwards upon other occasions, which shows how little he sought his own ease. Those who would bring great things to pass, must rise early. Love not sleep, lest thou come to poverty. All in public stations should always attend to the duty of their place. The
people were to follow the ark. Thus must we walk after the rule of the word, and the direction of the Spirit, in everything; so shall peace be upon us as upon the Israel of God; but we must follow our ministers only as they follow Christ. All their way through the wilderness was an untrodden path, but most so this through Jordan. While we are here, we must expect and prepare to pass ways that we have not passed before; but in the path of duty we may proceed with boldness and cheerfulness.
Both of these accounts are so meaningful because of the utter need to cry out to ABBA from His children.
When I consider Eila ( pronounced eye la ) she has the faith of a child who has known she can count on her parents. Her Daddy and Mommy are truth tellers, nurture her, affirm that she is a wonderful little girl who is greatly loved by them. She is a part of their flesh and blood– but born with the Holy Spirit hovering over her in the womb. Having the ” living waters flowing” while she was being “fearfully and wonderfully made ” Psalm 139
13For you(P) formed my inward parts;
you(Q) knitted me together in my mother’s womb.
14I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.[a](R)
my soul knows it very well.
15(S) My frame was not hidden from you,when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in(T) the depths of the earth.
16Your eyes saw my unformed substance;in your(U) book were written, every one of them,
the days that were formed for me,
when as yet there was none of them. 17How precious to me are your(V) thoughts, O God!
How vast is the sum of them! Wonderful are your works.
You see the WORD of God was being read to little Eila before she was born and steadily after. She knows that Jesus loves her and she reads from her ” Girl Bible” with her parents daily.
That is the “innocence ” in which she loves Jesus and the Word of God because she is already having the Bible as her daily bread. I am so delighted as her grandmother to bear witness to this and to also spend time , her Papa and I … sharing the love and power of Jesus Christ with this little lamb. She already has a natural surrender that is a part of all she knows and will like the rest of us battle the flesh for keeping surrendered to a life in Christ. She however knows that her Abba is to be trusted. Her earthly parents provide a marvelous template to what her Heavenly Father wants her to see about His character. This is the blessing of what is shared in Deuteronomy 6:
1“Now this is(A) the commandment, the statutes and the rules[a]2that(B) you may fear the LORD your God, you and your son and your son’s son, by keeping all his statutes and his commandments, which I command you, all the days of your life, and(C) that your days may be long. 3Hear therefore, O Israel, and be careful to do them, that it may go well with you, and that you may multiply greatly,(D) as the LORD, the God of your fathers, has promised you, in a land flowing with milk and honey. that the LORD your God commanded me to teach you, that you may do them in the land to which you are going over, to possess it, ( emphasis mine )
4“Hear, O Israel:(E) The LORD our God, the LORD is one.[b]5You(F) shall love the LORD your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your might. 6And(G) these words that I command you today shall be on your heart. 7(H) You shall teach them diligently to your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, and when you walk by the way, and when you lie down, and when you rise. 8(I) You shall bind them as a sign on your hand, and they shall be as frontlets between your eyes. 9(J) You shall write them on the doorposts of your house and on your gates.
So when I consider the “crossing over ” and Passover — it is with a new revelation of what this means. To truly surrender ourselves to the Passover Lamb — Yeshua Hamashicah our Jesus the Messiah is to return to innocence as intended long ago in the garden of Eden! Without this surrender to the LAMB … we will not have the great Shalom, He has for us. That sounds so simple– it is too amazing to grasp the taking of it into daily living is a life long journey out of a wilderness to a place of “crossing over” .
Whether is was in Egypt coming out by obedience and trust with applying the blood on the lintels and door posts or the priests putting their foot in the Jordan. It came by hearing the “word’ of the Lord. Then applying that word in obedience and with faith.
Faith I am learning does not mean not having fear but surrendering that fear unto the obedience of casting down thoughts and imaginations at the feet of Christ. It takes a wilderness experience to practice it and to get quiet so I can diligently seek Him. It takes the understanding of applying the blood of the Lamb. The wonder of it is supernatural not understood completely … just believed in heart, mind and spirit. He does the rest for us via the Holy Spirit.
When having the privilege of spending this years Passover with teacher and hearer of the Word , my friend Shirley.. she lead us in scripture from Genesis to Revelation of the Messianic scriptures in the Bible and how Yeshua or Jesus is to be seen as the essence of “Passover “.
This was a “revelatory” experience for me and the others present as well from what they have shared. For me, it has been a new as He said, I will make all things new… spiritually something changed. I cannot put this into words but I believe it is to discover the return to innocence by embracing the whole WORD about the LAMB of GOD– Yeshua.
Here is the challenge — not to lose this place of understanding in the “cares of this world”. To be wheat-growing strong not to be shifted like “chaff”. For He is coming soon for the Great Harvest.
May I be found worthy and “standing” …
Blessings of the Resurrection to you today~
11 Revelation Song By Kari Jobe
10 Kadosh The Hebrew singing of this song from the album on the Road to Jerusalem will bless you … enjoy~
Today has been a wrangling process with this particular post… maybe it’s the topic which has taken me to a ” selah ” time for about two weeks. Having seen dear people I love, know and know of… lose loved ones, or relationships, their lives forever changed has put a “quiet, be still now in my spirit”. Anyone who knows me well, will understand that itself out of character for me to be so “quiet”.
The eyes have seen in our world and culture, I fear too much death, tragedy , and devastation of historical magnitude “right up and personal ” in their home, office, or coffee house peripheries . My concern is around if this will ( does ) lead to a a kind of de-sensitization. I am pondering this.
In the last couple of weeks, via the technology of our day ….great tragedy has been presented in our view on either the internet, on our radios, cable news or in our daily reading about the horrific events in Haiti.
Such magnitude of loss, grief and suffering touches all of us in some way unless one no longer has a heart that can be touched by such events.
Can that be happening too? Concerned for a bit then head down not looking, hearing anymore? Believe me, I know people who are not doing that but unfortunately there are many more things taking center stage and missing what this “shaking ” means for the believer… ( more on that later here )
It became real for us through many who are closely tied to those in and around Haiti. The connections to many ministries are vast and the blogs of the daily suffering that I have read touched me to tears and gratitude for those who are alive giving testimony.
It led me to prayer for the Christians on the ground in the trenches who are in their greatest hour of walking out their faith. It makes me ask myself.. how would I do there? Would I stand in strength? Oh Lord … would I? Someway, I know this is an altar call for the “remnant ” bride of Christ to internally see if we are intimate with Him to be ready.
This great cataclysmic tide of sorrow has rolled in with a reminder of the strengths of people who manage to show a testimony of survival against all odds. For those who prevail …their faith seems to rise amid the seasons of sorrow. For faith is the sustainer of those who reach for Him in the midst of so much pain. ” The Lord is near the brokenhearted and those crushed in spirit.” Psalm 34:18
It takes me to a song by Addison Road… “Everything rides on hope now, everything rides on faith somehow… when the world has broken me down, Your love sets me free.” You’ve become my hearts desire, I must sing your praises higher”… Could I sing my praises higher when my family is buried under rubble?
How about if, the only hope in the “camp” is the Bible verse that is my head when all is shaken? Or there is such surreal incoming of events that the mind is swamped. What would I do? I am asking myself that while being in the real company of people who have in a different set of circumstances battled grief, sorrow, loss and shaking all around in another sort of way.
The first time loss really hit my life was on Christmas day during my early childhood when our little dog “Pepper” crawled up on my lap. It was while I was looking at a new gift in the form of a book… he simply died. It shocked and stunned me. At age 4, it broke my heart.
This was a great sadness and came with a sense of betrayal and injustice since I had prayed for Pepper. A tiny dog who had gotten into a scrimmage with a German Shepherd who grabbed him by the neck. My early encounter with deeply talking things over with God grew from this moment.
Walking in farm fields when bringing up the Holstein cows.. much time to talk to the Lord.
There was no shortage of these types of things .. beloved animals that would perish on our dairy farm. Early life lessons about death and the feelings of loss when a cow, lamb, cat or another pet was no longer part of my daily joy. Baby calves who did not make it in the cold winter barns or a favorite cow who was struck by lightening when drinking from a pond. These were events of life on a farm that is based on seasons.
I lost my grandparents and my dearest adopted grandmother whom I deeply loved and held on to the fact they knew the Lord and were in His place now.
Fast forward.. to my early young adulthood. Now a mother of an 18 month old, I get the word ( the dreaded phone call ) that my younger and beloved brother was killed instantly in an accident on a beautiful June day … my parents world blew apart. We traveled quickly home to the family, farm, funeral and the questions that would come.
My question was to God, as I was not sure if my dear brother was saved. My husband and my last conversation with him in our North Carolina home was about Jesus and a candid discussion about Him as Savior but I still did not know.
So I prayed and prayed for God to show me the answer to that question and in His grace and mercy, He did. Two weeks later in the quiet of my home, our little girl had woke up in the middle of the night and I said to God ” Oh please let her go back to sleep because I don’t want to think about Doug ( my brother ) because it hurt so much.
Then it happened the feeling of going into a warm room from a cold one.. it felt like it lasted for a long time and a voice said to me
” Do not let your heart be troubled, he is in a safer place than you can imagine”. I was awake during this time and I woke my husband to ask him if he had heard it.
He had not but I knew that I knew that our Lord in His great mercy and love had told me what I needed to accept my brother’s death. I called my mother and father but my mother instead of being happy to learn this said to me ” why would God tell you and not me”?
Exactly .. because I was desperate for the knowing and I believed Him when He told me. This was my first really true voice of God experience of Him speaking to me audibly. ( I have only had two out loud ones , the rest are to my spirit ).
This grace of this revelation I see now was also preparation for how I would learn to experience a relationship with God in a growing way. When we are weak, He is strong.
Fast forward again to the present where it seems that the walking out of ones faith is evident in the lives of so many around me and yes even the strangers on TV or the blogs posted where believers in Haiti are pouring their hearts out.
For those around me, our dear receptionist at my work ministry has been an incredible testimony of strength in sorrow. For those who have read my blogs.. her mother, ( whom we were praying for ) Dianne went on to be with Jesus on January 8. Not only did she lose her mother but a little over a year ago lost her son to a great tragedy and has fallen on her faith in Jesus Christ to come through these hard times.
It was this “season of sorrow” that has fashioned a great woman of faith. She humbles me. When at her mother’s wake, she absolutely glowed in the peace of the Lord. Not to say there was not sorrow but the triumph of the joy of the Lord being her strength was her countenance, manner and speech. A testimony in an offering of faith in sorrow.
Then there is my friend via email ministry who lost a relationship that was hard to walk away from. She has done it, is doing it and is faith in motion as she daily adjusts to this loss. Strength I can feel through heartache on the pages.
Then there are the children who are healing from abuse, neglect and a childhood of loses who are receiving residential care and treatment in our ministry. The children who get up each day with a smile on their face but not yet in their eyes.. those who long, crave, need to belong to an adult, a family who is just over the moon for who they are.. but they are not in sight. So they are holding on to the Word of God in scripture . Jeremiah 29:11 ” For I know the plans I have for you , not for evil or calamity but a hope and a future…
That they are “fearfully and wonderfully made” Psalm 139 and they slowly transform through childlike strength in seasons of sorrow. They amaze me each day.. these tiny towers of strength wrapped in the arms of staff, with songs of deliverance from Christian radio to be the lullaby in their heads.
One little boy broke my heart this past couple of days as his sadness was enveloping him to a place of despair… not unlike the children anywhere who are suffering. Just a mission field ( stateside ) in my daily life instead on the news or in the lives of missionaries I know. He is floundering in deep sorrow trying to find the inner strength to hold on. We are praying!!
Perhaps one of the best examples of strength amid seasons of sorrow is the life of Corrie Ten Boom who found the strength to be an encourager of her faith in Jesus Christ despite the loss of her sister Betsy and much of her family in Nazi Germany’s death camps. I had just read yesterday her account of the following.
When I was in a concentration camp during World War II, we had to stand every day for two or three hours for roll call, often in the icy-cold wind. Once a woman guard used these hours to demonstrate her cruelty. I could hardly bear to see and hear what happened in front of me.
Suddenly a skylark started to sing high in the sky. We all looked up, and when I looked to the sky and listened to its song, I looked still higher and thought of Psalm 103:11: “For as the heavens are high above the earth, so great is His steadfast love toward those who fear Him” (RSV).
Instantly I saw that this love of God was a greater reality than the cruelty I experienced myself and saw around me. “Oh the love of God, how deep and great, far deeper than man’s deepest hate.”
In His mercy, God sent that skylark every day for three weeks, just at the time of roll call, to give us an opportunity to turn away our eyes from the cruelty of men to the ocean of His love.
God’s love is both a protection and a weapon. It guards us against impatience, against bitterness, against gloating. It is also a very strong weapon in the battle to win souls, for it never gives in.
It looks for a way of being constructive, it is glad when truth prevails. Love knows no limit to its endurance, no end to its trust, no fading of its hope: It can outlast anything. It is, in fact, the one thing that stands when all else has fallen (see 1 Cor. 13).
Are we being prepared as we journey in this life as a believer to be able to have the strength to tell a suffering world of His great love?
I believe the Lord is crying out to His children in these events to arise and come closer. Coming closer now, daily, deeply is going to make all the difference.
When we are weak He is strong and is its our abiding hope to share with a broken world. Oh Lord help me to grow in you so I maybe a witness.
By Jeremy Camp who has found strength in seasons of sorrow…