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Ruined

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Jesus became a man. Wrapped Himself in flesh. Infinite Divine. Limited to breath.
That brings comfort right now. Jesus became a man. He was tempted. He suffered. He shared in our humanity so that He could destroy death. And this is where my security lies - in the hands of a God who willingly humbled Himself -wrapped Himself in skin- foregoing His garments of glory and became one of us. He suffered when He so easily could've let it all go and clothe Himself in the glory that is due His Name.

Instead He suffered.
He shared in our humanity -every part of it. He suffered when He was tempted. He experienced physical pain and heartache. His whole crew -best men- deserted Him. And then the unspeakable happened -complete separation from the Father. Not just a physical separation, no, complete darkness.

Complete agony.

Right now there is so much comfort in that.

There's so much pain and suffering. There is so much striving.
Self-inflicted wounds birthed by sin, rebellion, doubt, insecurities and fears.
Wounds bestowed by relationships, empty words and neglected promises.

Oh, how Jesus is able to sympathize.

There is so much death. Our culture celebrates death. We celebrate darkness. We celebrate separation and rebellion of God.

And so death consumes us.

It is everywhere -universities, media, pop culture- everywhere we are instructed to live to make a name for ourselves...and this is not life.

To die is gain.

Oh, that my flesh would sink to the grave.

There is so much death disguised as life. If only our eyes could see. And death is constantly trying to overtake us (but it cannot win, it's defeat has already been secured by the Blood of Jesus).

Death. Pain. Sorrow. Affliction.

My heart cries to be clothed with my heavenly garments and home with Jesus.

Darkness creeps closer and closer. But Beloved, it shall not overtake you.

BELOVED-it SHALL NOT overcome you!

Amen. And even so - come, Lord Jesus, come.
Maranatha.

I was sitting down, playing my guitar, singing to Jesus, and all of a sudden words and lyrics just started pouring out of my heart and mouth.
I was singing a phrase that I had just wrote,
"I still believe the rains are coming. I still believe the new song is rising. Voices are raising loud and clear, crying out, 'the Lord is near. Marantha.'"
And as I was singing this I was thinking about the forerunners that the Lord is rising up in the spirit of John the Baptist and in the spirit of Elijah. He is raising up end-time forerunners that will cry out with all that they are that Jesus is coming to return. They will be voices in the wilderness crying, "prepare the way for the risen Lord!"
I began to think about the price that these forerunners will pay. There is a cost. And the cost is great. The cost is death to the flesh, total abandonment for Jesus. But these forerunners that the Lord is raising up understand the cost and they see the effects it will have on them, and yet they run! And yet they cry out and they beg for boldness and truth at the feet of God. They beg to be equipped and they beg to be set apart. They see the cost and they joyfully beg for the mercy to abandon all for the sake of Jesus Christ.
As I was thinking all of this over and singing my verse I started crying out, "This is no sacrifice. This is no sacrifice. I am giving You death, You're giving me life, how is this a sacrifice?"
And then the two verses just merged into a beautiful prophetic word:
"This is no sacrifice (new rains are coming). This is no sacrifice (voices rising). I'm giving You death, You're giving me life, how is this a sacrifice (they cry out)." And over and over again I sang this, and I did not want to stop.
Do you see what the Lord is doing? He is doing a new thing!!! He is doing a new thing. And He is raising up men and women who will see the cost but will not stop. They will see beyond the cost and they will see reality. God is raising up men and women who will dare to relentlessly pursue His heart and His vision and His dreams. He is releasing a new thing on this earth.
And my heart is stirred within me by a new anthem. And I know that I am not alone in this vision...and to know that is so beautiful. There is a new thing rising up.

Oh Beloved, the King is enthralled by your beauty.

Abortion is only one issue. I agree. I know that the economy is important and that our environment is important. But, when Israel was living in obedience to God, God worked all that stuff out in their land!!!!! And when Israel was living in disobedience to God, His judgments were just and right.

50 million babies have been killed since 1973 in America alone. This is not the only issue. We have blood on our hands and God's judgments are just and true. America will be required to pay back that blood. Every drop of blood. 

Just because judgment isn't sudden don't mean that it ain't coming. (da Truth)

It's only one issue, but it is an issue that will require blood. I believe that judgment is coming to America--I DO NOT WANT IT TO--but because that is what scripture says.
Pray for our government, pray for our leaders.
I pray that God would visit those in places authority in dreams and visions and that he would bring them into the revelation of his Son Jesus. I fully believe that our nation can be turned around. Israel was redeemed time and time again. Ninevah was saved from coming judgment because they softened their hearts and repented. Ninevah was a godless nation. Israel was a nation built upon God. Both were offered redemption and grace from the coming judgments of God.

Beloved--be prayer warriors for this nation and its leaders. There is more going on then we can see (Daniel 10). God can restore. God can rebuild. God can renew.
I dare say that if America softened her heart and subjected herself once again to Jesus Christ, and sought to live in obedience, our economy would not be the problem. Our environment would not be the problem. God put blessings and curses on Israel. Blessings came in response to Israel's obedience. Curses came in response to Israel's sin.
GOD DELIGHTS IN GIVING MERCY!!!!!! Beloved--hear that! Know it! But our God is a just God and is faithful in his judgments. Cry out for mercy on behalf of this country. 40 days till the election today.

I challenge you, for the next 40 days, do not stop crying out. Do not stop asking for God's holiness to be shown to those in authority. Ask for dreams and visions to be ever present in their sleep. Cry out for revival in this land. Cry out for wisdom for our leaders. Petition the God of the heavens--HE DELIGHTS IN SHOWING MERCY!!!! Fast and pray and earnestly seek the heart of the Father.

Peace and Grace be to all of you in the blessed name of Jesus Christ, our Lord

    Me and God have been wrestling through some things as of late. Saturday night I gave up the impossible idea of sleeping as I brought what was on my heart before God. I'm pretty sure he worked it all out.
    One of my concerns was that I felt as if I am in a dry season and I was just questioning why God had brought me to this point. But as soon as I gave that thought to Him, He gave it back to me all worked out.
    I wish you could hear the intensity in my voice as I say these words and the passion that takes birth in my soul. What the heck is a dry season? How are we called into dry seasons? I feel as if the church has taught me a deranged ideology that brings comfort in the midst of complacency.
    My Jesus came so that we may have life...ABUNDANT LIFE. And Jesus said himself that whoever comes to Him will NEVER GO THIRSTY AGAIN! And just because we put the churchy word "season" after dry does not mean that it is ok, or that it is bought about by the hand of God.
    My God gives life. My God gives LIFE. What the heck is a dry season? If I am truly walking daily in the resurrection of Jesus Christ, my life should be overflowing with the living water that He himself claims to be. And my God is not a liar.
    I felt that as soon as I expressed my idea of being in a dry season that Jesus' voice rang clear above everything else that was clouded. We are not called to walk in a dry season. We may be called to walk through the wilderness and even through the desert, but we are not called to go without the touch of God. We are not called to be without the voice and truth and daily refreshment bought about by the very Spirit of God residing in our beings.

I say no to any dry season that dare claim who I am. I will fight for the living waters of God. I will fight for the supply from God even in the midst of the desert. Even when all I see tells me that no water is to be found, I will rely on my God to provide and will refuse to settle for anything less.

I will wrestle for the blessing, though He render me this wound.
Without His favor, what good am I?
Without His blessing, what good am I?
Without His touch, am I even alive?

So God, what is the wound, because I will not settle for anything less than what You are able to give.