Everything is so accurate and parallel in the spirit and what God is doing upon the Earth. This is from Rick Joyner received via The Elijah List. If you have not subscribed I encourage you to do so.
Rick Joyner writes:
"Even so, the greatest sign of the end of the age is not the tribulation or what the devil is doing, but what God is doing. The greatest sign of the end of the age is going to be the Church becoming all that she is called to be, prepared as a worthy Bride for the King of kings. That is why the Lord, when asked about the signs of the end of the age, responded with the signs that were almost all great troubles. However, He also said in Luke 17:20-21, "The Kingdom of God is not coming with signs to be observed; nor will they say, 'Look, here it is!' or, 'There it is!' For behold, the Kingdom of God is in your midst."
With all of the focus on the outward signs, many are missing the most important one of all--what is taking place right in our midst. There is something so remarkable going on in the Church, and few, even in the Church, seem to be seeing it. There is a mighty army such as the world has never seen before, or will see again, starting to come together. What we should be looking for more than anything else is for the Lord to come forth in His people.
The way we know that someone is called as a teacher is not by their knowledge, degrees, or how articulate they are, but by seeing "The Teacher" in them. Likewise, the way we know that someone is a true pastor is not by their certificates or even their compassion for people, but when we see our Shepherd in them. The way I know that someone is called to leadership in the Church is when I see my King coming forth in them. We only have true spiritual authority by abiding in the King.
The Lord really is starting to come forth in His people. We are seeing true teachers, shepherds, pastors, prophets, and I believe soon, true last-day apostles, some of whom are among us now. We will see even the feeble in the Body of Christ rise up as mighty warriors like David. We are going to see the great men and women of God who were raised up throughout Church history like seeds, with a thousand like Martin Luther, a thousand like John Calvin, a thousand like John Knox, a thousand like John Wesley, a thousand like Zinzendorf, and a thousand like Billy Graham, and so on. These were all seeds and we are going to see the harvest at the end of the age. However, the greatest of all is to see Jesus coming forth in His people.
When the Lord created man, He commanded us to "be fruitful and multiply" (see Genesis 1:22). Jesus, the Son of man, will have obeyed this more than any other. We are coming to the time when all of the seeds that He has sown into man will come to full maturity. It is true that the seeds the evil one has sown in mankind will also be coming to full maturity, which is what happens at the harvest--the wheat and tares are mature. Even so, we are going to see the power and glory of the wheat greatly overwhelming the tares. Truth is going to prevail over every lie, and life is going to prevail over death. This will be a witness for all of eternity that the One will prevail over any challenge.
Sunday, December 2, 2007
Sunday, November 11, 2007
cracker vs. bread.
more bread.
not just a cracker anymore.
that will just not do.
after 4 hours of dance practice today I'm pretty much braindead and unable to move my body.
apologies to short blogs and incomplete thoughts.
not just a cracker anymore.
that will just not do.
after 4 hours of dance practice today I'm pretty much braindead and unable to move my body.
apologies to short blogs and incomplete thoughts.
Friday, November 2, 2007
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Sunday, October 21, 2007
unpredictable
What makes people so unpredictable?
Is it our flesh? and rotten corrupt nature?
Oh how I am learning that I will NOT find myself in a position of past failures, upsets, and hurts. We cling only to release.
Some things I just can't hold in my hands.
I don't know how to handle them properly.
And end up making a mess of what I touch.
Is it our flesh? and rotten corrupt nature?
Oh how I am learning that I will NOT find myself in a position of past failures, upsets, and hurts. We cling only to release.
Some things I just can't hold in my hands.
I don't know how to handle them properly.
And end up making a mess of what I touch.
Sunday, October 14, 2007
carrying away the too late sins of yesterday
I dreamed about abortion last night. Not all night long but for a snippet of the night hours.
There was this large building which was obviously a large abortion clinic. It was almost as big as a hospital which is quite scary that an abortion clinic that big would even be allowed to exist. I remember a bunch of people including myself gazed upon piles and piles of large black trash bags. They were bulging with fullness and I didn't have to guess what was contained inside. Instinct told me that enclosed inside the trashbags were the remains of what was once LIFE. Limbs torn from bodies, and bloodied babies suffocated in black as their bodies were detached from the lifesource they had been happily floating in, growing in, LIVING IN. Some people stood in shock not moving, just watching as more and more bags were slung out the back door. It reminded me of the pits the Jews were thrown in and burned during the Holocaust. All that flesh, that was once life stacking up right in front of my eyes.
Something inside me burned and raged and I ran towards the bags and began gathering them up. I remember carrying them away but to where, my dream did not allow me to see. I remember thinking, No they cannot do this, they cannot kill these babies....when in acutuality, the murder had already been committed. I had been too late to stop them. Why was I late?
In my dream I had felt as if somewhere I had become tolerable and stopped fighting, stopped praying, stopped interceeding. The saddest part was that even though I could not see into the trashbags, God showed me each of the babies faces and a snippet of what there life was "supposed to be like" flashed before me. I saw great and noble warriors, I saw doctors, lawyers, politicians, artists, writers, teachers, business gurus, life changers, WORLD changers. Their plump round faces with rosy cheeks was nothing in comparison to the reality of what laid in the trash bags. My soul began to cry and pour out buckets of tears for these babies. I suddenly felt responsible.
When I woke up God spoke to me and simply said, "We cannot for one second forget about abortion nor tolerate those things that will try and silence us."
In admittance I repented for laying down my baton and not interceeding on behalf of the voiceless. Do not forget about the babies.
Jesus Loves the little children
all the children of the world
red and yellow black and white
they are precious in His sight
Jesus loves the little children of the world.
13Then little children were brought to Jesus for him to place his hands on them and pray for them. But the disciples rebuked those who brought them.
14Jesus said, "Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these." 15When he had placed his hands on them, he went on from there. (matthew 13-14)
There was this large building which was obviously a large abortion clinic. It was almost as big as a hospital which is quite scary that an abortion clinic that big would even be allowed to exist. I remember a bunch of people including myself gazed upon piles and piles of large black trash bags. They were bulging with fullness and I didn't have to guess what was contained inside. Instinct told me that enclosed inside the trashbags were the remains of what was once LIFE. Limbs torn from bodies, and bloodied babies suffocated in black as their bodies were detached from the lifesource they had been happily floating in, growing in, LIVING IN. Some people stood in shock not moving, just watching as more and more bags were slung out the back door. It reminded me of the pits the Jews were thrown in and burned during the Holocaust. All that flesh, that was once life stacking up right in front of my eyes.
Something inside me burned and raged and I ran towards the bags and began gathering them up. I remember carrying them away but to where, my dream did not allow me to see. I remember thinking, No they cannot do this, they cannot kill these babies....when in acutuality, the murder had already been committed. I had been too late to stop them. Why was I late?
In my dream I had felt as if somewhere I had become tolerable and stopped fighting, stopped praying, stopped interceeding. The saddest part was that even though I could not see into the trashbags, God showed me each of the babies faces and a snippet of what there life was "supposed to be like" flashed before me. I saw great and noble warriors, I saw doctors, lawyers, politicians, artists, writers, teachers, business gurus, life changers, WORLD changers. Their plump round faces with rosy cheeks was nothing in comparison to the reality of what laid in the trash bags. My soul began to cry and pour out buckets of tears for these babies. I suddenly felt responsible.
When I woke up God spoke to me and simply said, "We cannot for one second forget about abortion nor tolerate those things that will try and silence us."
In admittance I repented for laying down my baton and not interceeding on behalf of the voiceless. Do not forget about the babies.
Jesus Loves the little children
all the children of the world
red and yellow black and white
they are precious in His sight
Jesus loves the little children of the world.
13Then little children were brought to Jesus for him to place his hands on them and pray for them. But the disciples rebuked those who brought them.
14Jesus said, "Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these." 15When he had placed his hands on them, he went on from there. (matthew 13-14)
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Autumn how I love th ee
I love the promises of Fall and how Autumn has danced inside my window.
I look forward to the remaining beauty that will soon unfold as God paints the leaves with His hands.
With Fall's arrival has come nasty allergies which have turned into a fever but praise the Lord I AM AN OVERCOMER on by HIS STRIPES and those things he endured on the cross...His sufferings, His bruises, His pain...all so that I may know live eternally, and be healed. How can one not believe in the God who formed the universe and us in our mother's womb. Who can deny His existence and love, power, and protection. As the leaves turn this fall I pray so will the hearts that have been hardened.
I look forward to the remaining beauty that will soon unfold as God paints the leaves with His hands.
With Fall's arrival has come nasty allergies which have turned into a fever but praise the Lord I AM AN OVERCOMER on by HIS STRIPES and those things he endured on the cross...His sufferings, His bruises, His pain...all so that I may know live eternally, and be healed. How can one not believe in the God who formed the universe and us in our mother's womb. Who can deny His existence and love, power, and protection. As the leaves turn this fall I pray so will the hearts that have been hardened.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
oh how i let my anger keep me away from You
Today I felt mocked by the enemy as anger and irritation rose within from something that took place around 3:45ish. I had a check coming in the mail that I needed in the bank TODAY so that I can get my car inspected (I am already a month overdue). So I get home (to my parents house actually), check the mail, and hmmmmmmmmm that's odd we have the next door neighbors mail. Where is our mail with my check? Oh who knows? It's not where it should be. So after lots of phone calls, frantic spastic moments, driving to 2 different post offices, filing a complaint, calling my boss to tell her the situation, getting home at 5:30 checkless....I had to look back and be like man I did not handle this situation at all like I wanted to. And all the while when I had been pointing fingers at the devil, my boyfriend provoked me and said "jennie have you ever thought that maybe God was trying to test/work your patience.?"
Nope I was too mad to stop and maybe try and look for the God/Good in the situation. Often times we do that to ourselves. We allow our emotions and rage to win us over and leave us tired and all bent out of shape...sinning pretty as you please. When if I would have just STOPPED and checked myself, cried out to God, and waited for HIM to help me, I could have avoided a lot of mess. Not only did I get in a hot mess but I also took some things out on the people that cared about me when it wasn't even their faults. Why do we do that?
Lord let us not let our emotions/frustrations/irritations get the best of us and yank us under the current of anger/rage/lashing out. Keep us from sin Lord as we turn away from our problems and fix our eyes on you. I ask that we no longer act our of our fleshly promptings but turn and cleave to our spiritual help. I cleave to You 2night Lord and repent for allowing the afternoon and it's events to get the best of me and cause me to sin.
So today I learned:
1. I have a lot to walk out and work on
2. Our enemy at times wants us to get so distracted in our "problems" pointing the blame on him, keeping our bodies and energies towards him,....distracting us from the still small voice that may be trying to teach us a lesson.
3. GEtting angry over something you can't exactly change at that exact moment only leads to further destruction and sin.
4.Today my kids and I read a book called STOP, drop and chill (ways to control anger). I think God was trying to prepare me this morning and speak to me through the book.
Nope I was too mad to stop and maybe try and look for the God/Good in the situation. Often times we do that to ourselves. We allow our emotions and rage to win us over and leave us tired and all bent out of shape...sinning pretty as you please. When if I would have just STOPPED and checked myself, cried out to God, and waited for HIM to help me, I could have avoided a lot of mess. Not only did I get in a hot mess but I also took some things out on the people that cared about me when it wasn't even their faults. Why do we do that?
Lord let us not let our emotions/frustrations/irritations get the best of us and yank us under the current of anger/rage/lashing out. Keep us from sin Lord as we turn away from our problems and fix our eyes on you. I ask that we no longer act our of our fleshly promptings but turn and cleave to our spiritual help. I cleave to You 2night Lord and repent for allowing the afternoon and it's events to get the best of me and cause me to sin.
So today I learned:
1. I have a lot to walk out and work on
2. Our enemy at times wants us to get so distracted in our "problems" pointing the blame on him, keeping our bodies and energies towards him,....distracting us from the still small voice that may be trying to teach us a lesson.
3. GEtting angry over something you can't exactly change at that exact moment only leads to further destruction and sin.
4.Today my kids and I read a book called STOP, drop and chill (ways to control anger). I think God was trying to prepare me this morning and speak to me through the book.
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