The enemy has to leave, the sick are healed, the dead will rise, lost are saved, condemned feel no shame, every fear has no place, the weak find their strength, hungry souls receive grace, the fatherless are given rest... all of this...one name-JESUS! Redeemer, Worthy is the Lamb that was slain for us, Son of God and Man, God Almighty.....Jesus.....just say it....JESUS.....JESUS.....JESUS......there is power...JESUS.....JESUS.....
When I think of Jesus, I always picture him on a throne, so large and so adorned with jewels and made of gold, solid gold. I never can see his face, only light...the brightest light my imagination will allow. In a solid white robe, with a train longer than I can fathom. And then the angels....oh the angels. They are gathered around him, praising his name and fanning him with their wings. I can't even imagine....flying around MY GOD....with wings and just praising. Praising my heart away. What will I do? I can only imagine....I can only imagine. The thought of this is so peaceful and comforting that even the anxiety I feel when I think of ETERNITY....and the UNKNOWN. I hope I am not the only one who feels this way. But when I think of Heaven, I do sometimes get anxious. I guess it's the fear of the unknown.
I have been burdened, heavily burdened with a need for God's word. To know it, breathe it, sleep it, eat it, drink it, to know it..to know it....to know it. To have it in my head when the enemy comes to my door. Which he does, a lot! MY GOD is showing me, this week, the need I have for scripture and prayer. They are the weapons I need to get through the day, to bless others, to be used by him, to let my light shine like never before. Through prayer, I want to be made humble, to be made clean and purified as only MY GOD can do. I heard this week that when we open ourselves up, and let others in on what we need prayer for, and when others pray for us....it's like hearing a sword slicing through the air.....a sword of prayer warriors fighting for my needs and the needs of others. I have pictured this and heard this many times in my head this week....just picture it.....a band of warriors...prayer warriors....in my case it would consist mainly of women. And in my thoughts I stand alone. I say one word, "Jesus". My prayer warriors appear. Swords in holsters on their sides (yeah, not sure if holster is the right word or not....you know where I'm going with this). They gather around me. I am now surrounded by these warriors, saying, "Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus". Then it happens....they draw their swords and I hear the slicing sound. I am overcome with peace. Can't you just imagine this? WOW. Prayer and scripture....prayer and scripture, prayer and scripture.
God, I pray that you fill me with love. And grace. Grace for others that I never have. I want nothing more, than in any situation, to be able to say Thank You....I praise you, Jesus. Any situation. The complete opposite of what I do now. I pray to be so burdened with the need for YOUR WORD that I can't rest. I thank MY GOD for the changes being made in me. Unfortunately, it's only on the inside so far. But I have faith that at some point He's going to take on the challenge of the outward!
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