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Life From the Hand of God

Life From the Hand of God

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Love, Cindy

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Some time ago I had a dream about a river, and I never felt I got the full interpretation of it. A week or so ago, I was thinking about it again and I asked God to tell me more. I won’t recount the dream except to say that it concerns a river running across our driveway. It’s a long dream and this will make sense without it. Here’s what I believe I heard God saying:

It (the rest of the interpretation) has to do with foundations. My word in you must be your base, but you, in experiencing life, have filled in rubble that buries the Word in piles of things “set in stone” that the river must then erode and wash away. The natural course of a river contradicts this picture. In a natural river, silt builds up; the banks recede; the river spreads out and slows down. That is what happens to a natural river under the curse.

You don’t need all that silt and clutter in your life. You need newness and fresh, clear, pure water to wash away the things that choke the flow of the Spirit in your life. You need a constant influx of My healing, cleansing waters flowing swiftly. The river is your life, or a picture of it.

The river also denotes My church. All summer long and through the winter, streams have been melting a little here and a little there, flowing together, gathering. They can’t pause their flowing when once they have begun. I have been gathering them in preparation since long before you were even aware of the need or of My intent. I have been gathering them to prepare a fountain head for My new expression in you all. (Note: not a different expression, but an expression made new in newness of life.)

Don’t feel badly that things don’t seem to be moving–a trickle now and again that immediately seeps into the ground . . . This is not My beginning–not yet. This is My pre-beginning in you. Preparation work for the ground level of My sanctuary built not with human hands, but in My own way and time.

I know how to both build you together and deconstruct you and make of you a new thing–many new things, for as living stones, you reproduce.

The way of the lively water is deep. The way of the white water is swift. The way of the still water is deep, deep–deep and cold and pure. Yet all of these ways have their time and place in the river. No one but I alone can direct you down this most ancient of rivers, yet ever and always new. You will seek and find Me in the secret places where the river is gathered in hidden places, awaiting My timing and My command to flow.

The gathering of the river is secret. The quickening of the river is in My hand. The releasing of the river is imminent.

Do not attempt to tame or control or direct My river, for I alone have its reigns. I alone will command its floods and its turnings. But let My river run deep in you. Allow Me to wash away the rubble, the silt, the uncleanness in your lives. If you cling to it, you will turn your life into a swamp. Rubble collects yet more rubble until what should be a live river becomes a treacherous wetland. While it still sustains life, it has lost its distinctness from the world.

It destroys places to dwell in and attracts vile things–insects, predators of every kind. The weary are well-advised to stay clear of such places lest they stumble and do not rise again.

Do not fail to keep your banks–your separateness from the world. Let go of your rubble. Keep yourself connected to the source–My Son–who gives you all things and causes My Holy Spirit to flow deeply through you. Then you will not overflow your banks, but the flood, when it comes, will go deep instead, washing away those things unneeded, down to the true foundations–all the way to the bedrock which is Jesus Christ. There you are joined to all the other rivers, becoming one river that covers the whole earth.

This is My commandment–that you love one another–embrace one another in a display of true affection. Become one with the whole distribution of brethren over the earth so that My glory may cover the earth. If anyone does not join this flow, I say to you that he will dry up and no longer be a river, but only a dying pool–a breeding ground for unclean and undesirable things. This you have witnessed over and over. These have an appearance of life, but are dead. From such turn away lest you become like them.

My Word is pure. His bride is pure. Dress her in purest snowy linen; grant her gold of Ophir–hints of My glory within her, peeking out from the folds of her garments and the fastenings in her hair. Let her drink of the undiluted river of My Spirit–strength to look upon the mightiest King and, because she is undefiled with the world, not only to live in My presence, but to dance before Me in joyous innocence and love.

If you don’t understand something and would like to, ask. This is for the church (in particular, those involved in the organic expression of the church), and isn’t going to make sense to anyone else. If you’re of the church and don’t know the symbolism, ask and I’ll do my best to explain it. Some of it, though, I don’t fully understand myself.

Love in Him, Cindy

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If you haven’t read part 1, you probably should do that first. It’s here, and in addition to meditating on the first several beatitudes, it explains what I’m doing, which is essentially trying to hear from God as to what He’d like to say to me about this passage.

Matthew 5:8 “Blessed are the pure in heart, because they will see God.

Pureness is a state of being pared down to the essentials. Pure silver is argentum and nothing else. The pure heart has love and nothing besides. Hatred pollutes the heart. No one who pollutes his heart can see Me. The pollution prevents him. Sin blinds his eyes and cripples his spiritual senses. This is why man, in his fallen state, cannot experience Me.

I see all men in their eternal state. This is the true state–the lasting state. Some are destined for glory; others for shrinking away into that non-place of agony and the absence of all things good. For their rejection of light, darkness is left to them; for their displeasure with purity and goodness, only evil remains–and evil is nothing without goodness to besmirch.

The pure in heart has all things, and I AM all things. My heart is purity, goodness, strength, joy, and I place a new heart within you–a pure heart that is heart of My own heart–a pure heart that calls out to and has its being in Me. That is why the pure in heart see Me because I dwell within them and all around them. My purity is Love, and I AM Love. The pure in heart see and know Me in love.

Matthew 5:9 “Blessed are the peacemakers, because they will be called sons of God.”

I am the One with whom peace must be made. You make your peace with Me when you answer My call–when you die to the old kingdom–the kingdom of this world. You make peace in only one way, and that is by submitting to death–death to sin, death to self, death to your own ways, your own paths, your own life.

If you will surrender, then you will have peace–and only then. My Son, My only begotten Son, the first among many brethren, is your trailblazer, the pathmaker who cut through the wilderness to open your path to peace. Through His death, you also died, and through His life, you also live. My daughters and sons; you who have made peace with Me have made peace with life, goodness, love, purity–you have come out of all that is not and into all that is. You have become My offspring if you live by the life of My Son.

Matthew 5:10 “Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness’ sake, because the kingdom of heaven is theirs.”

My Kingdom, My Prince, My Way, is anathema to the prince of this world. He is the one from whom all persecution comes. My Word, alive in you, will always draw his hatred, anger, fear. He will hate you with a pure and deadly hatred, and he will persecute you body and soul. It is by his hand, however, that you learn My pure strength as I keep and deliver you. He would destroy you if he could, but he can only burn out that which can be consumed–wood, hay, stubble. Nothing of Me, nothing of true life, no good thing in you can be destroyed if you cling to Me. Temporal things only can he take.

Your trust must be in Me, your heart set upon Me, all your treasure invested in Me. These things he cannot take from you. Everything else is dross–fodder for the fire. Taking these things out of your life leaves more space for the genuine treasure. My love will sustain you and My kingdom will be your delight forever more. He can only torment you a little while, to your profit, but I will delight you forever as we feast on one another’s love.

This runs along the lines of “perfect love casts out all fear,” something else God’s been talking to me about. Trusting Him is easy as long as life hums along nicely (as it sometimes does–for a little while), but we truly learn obedience by the things we suffer–that is, we learn obedience in situations where obedience is hard, not easy. And we learn trust in situations where things seem to be going badly, not well. Without these unpleasant circumstances, how could we become mature sons and daughters worthy of God? He knows what we need. May we always trust Him.

Love, Cindy

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I’m borrowing an idea that Debs uses often in her blog, Stirred Not Shaken, and posting a question here this time. When Jesus said on the cross:

(Mat 27:46) “Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?” which means “My God, My God, why have You abandoned Me?”,

are we to assume that the Father had indeed forsaken Him? In my previous post, I recorded a conversation having to do with dry spells. As in all other things, Jesus was tempted by this, just as we are. Jesus on the cross, in agony of body, in agony of soul, in agony of spirit, sensing perhaps for the first time ever a disconnect from God the Father, is the ultimate example of an excruciating dry spell.

So, was He truly forsaken, or was He, as we so often find ourselves, simply unable to sense the uninterrupted presence of His Father? What do you think, and why?

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So who’s up for that? Dry spell; those words can strike apprehension into the boldest Christian’s heart. Yet God doesn’t let anything happen except for our good–really. I was feeling anxious, and it was that kind of floating anxiety that it’s hard to assign to any specific reason or event. This is what I sensed Him saying to me:

I don’t want you anxious, but trusting in Me. Remember–perfect love casts out ALL fear, and fear is the torment you feel. Never fear, for I AM with you always, even to the end of this world and into the vast lands of eternity. You must never fear. Nothing can befall you except for your good and the good of others. I love you and place your best interests before all concerning you. I won’t bring, nor allow anything in your life that will cause you lasting harm, and I will judge and destroy all who mean you ill–visible and invisible enemies.

I will move you from this place into another, and to another. Spiritually, your journey must not stall. This means discomfort as you learn new ways of being; discomfort, but not harm. I will never leave you nor forsake you, but sometimes you may not see Me. No, I am not hiding, but your blindness is caused by looking in the wrong direction. Keep your eyes on Me. Sometimes this may be difficult, but your perceptual skills are growing day by day.

I asked: “But what about people who have these dry spells, Lord, where they can’t see or sense or hear you at all? Why? What is that?”

I asked this, not thinking of my own past experience. In retrospect, I had a big one, and I didn’t do well. I can’t say I remained faithful, but I resisted letting go of Him all together. I didn’t have much strength, but He never let me fall away entirely.

This is what I heard Him say in my heart:

You went through that already. Remember? It was a long time. You were very lonely. You sought Me, and I came to you, but it took a long time to clear your vision–and it is still being healed. You are quiet now, not so bold, not caught up in all the static. I had to push “Reset,” so to speak. It was the only way to reach you and turn you. You thought you were following Me, but you were following thoughts, ideas, phantasms.

Nothing, however correct technically, can substitute for that sure KNOWLEDGE of Me, for experiencing Me, and being one with Me. Nothing else will do. I will have a relationship, not obedient employees who do not know Me–spouting the company line, loyal, invested in the company, but not friends–not sons and daughters, not intimate soul mates. I do not need employees, as if you do anything for Me that I can’t or don’t do on My own. Even that which you do, you do in My power. Do you think you can help Me? No. I love to see you do things because it is good for you. You’re not affecting the outcome, My dear sweet little one, but is so precious to see you loving one another and becoming what I know you will become–what I created you to be and to become.

This is My will for you–eternal LIFE; and that life is to be found only in relationship with us all (God and His people)–in love. For love is life, and hatred is death. Hate is the cancer that must be healed (by destroying it) or cut out and tossed into the fire. You have elected to destroy the poison by identifying with My Son’s death. Your sin nature is dead and is dying daily.

Others worship their own fallenness. They will not submit to death of the sin nature. These are they who will die eternally. The cancer cannot be allowed to remain. It must be destroyed. It is a horror, an abomination–whoever holds on to it will follow it to destruction. Whoever wills to lose his life as it is will find true life in Me, but whoever clings to his old life will never see true life. His disease prevents him. Do not be like him. Yield a little at a time and do not spare the flesh, for if you pity it, it will be your destruction. Lay this life on the altar and as it burns, your true life will spring forth as a fire, as power, as warmth and comfort–as love.

Love, Cindy

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I got this from Debs’ blog, Stirred not Shaken. Thanks, Debs!

Buttprints in the Sand

One night I had a wondrous dream,
One set of footprints there was seen,
The footprints of my precious Lord,
But mine were not along the shore.

But then some stranger prints appeared,
And I asked the Lord, “What have we here?”
Those prints are large and round and neat,
“But Lord they are too big for feet.”

“My child,” He said in somber tones,
“For miles I carried you alone.
I challenged you to walk in faith,
But you refused and made me wait.”

“You disobeyed, you would not grow,
The walk of faith, you would not know.
So I got tired, I got fed up,
and there I dropped you on your butt.”

“Because in life, there comes a time,
when one must fight, and one must climb.
When one must rise and take a stand,
or leave their butt prints in the sand.”

How perfect is this? And to top it off, God has been prodding me to get off mine and get moving. He is so patient to keep calling us like so many inattentive children. At some point, though, He does mean for us to grow up. He’s been giving me some things in this vein lately. Here’s one:

9/11/09 The verse: “Your word have I hidden in my heart that I might not sin against You” came to my mind.

Hide My words in your heart. Tuck them into all the secret places where you secret your great and lovely treasures.

Lord, what treasures could I have but You? What could please me above Your love?

See to it you remember this, My beloved. Kindness does not call rubbish by any other name. Rid yourself of all that weighs you down and holds you back. You need nothing beside Me, and as you go, your needs–all of them–will be met as they come up.

(I got a picture in my mind of a scene from Romancing the Stone in which the heroine is carrying two huge suitcases down a muddy road in Columbia, wearing high-heeled shoes, fuming because the hero does not offer to carry the cases for her. When he does take the suitcases, it is only to throw them off the road, down into the jungle below.)

(I also got a picture of myself wandering through a huge cave with lots of nice tall passages and rooms. In every nook was some kind of an ornament. Some of them were really cheesy and some were beautiful works of art or gemstones, etc. I had a beautiful gem, flashing light, and I couldn’t find a place to put it. I had to throw out one of the horrible, cheesy ornaments to find a spot for it. I couldn’t believe I had ever wanted the thing in the first place. I saw this as a picture of me wandering through my own heart.)

Continue to seek Me–you must not grow weary in this. I sustain you with Myself, and though you may feel unable to go on, yet a few more steps and you will find you can go a few more. There are times for struggling and pressing through, just as there are seasons of refreshment, and I am with you in all these things. You are more than victorious in My victory. Come.

There’s more, but I’ll get back to you on that in a day or two. For now, abide in Him and in love for one another.

Love, Cindy

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Yesterday as I was praying for our little part of the church (I am so grateful to God for each of them), I got this word from God for us. It’s possible and, I’m afraid, likely, that some of my own thoughts are sprinkled in here, but if you see also a message from Him for yourself, take out that good part and act on it and be blessed.

Follow Me and I will make you fishers of men. Until you follow Me, how can you expect My benefits? I have told you to fast—I have instructed you to turn toward My word and devour it daily. How can you expect My benefits if you do not eat at My table? My way is not a way of wandering aimlessly. My table is ready, but you must pick up your utensils in your own hands and bring the food—every word that comes from My Father—to your mouth, and eat. In order to hear these words, you must turn away from other amusements for a time. My kingdom is primary. Though you cannot see it, you must know that you know that you know it is the real reality. Fighting through the veil of flesh that clouds and obscures your vision is and must be your primary concern.

In this way, you must fight: Put down the microphone. It is I who must be heard, not you. When you pray, wait before Me like a weaned child—no longer clamoring for attention, but content and trusting. Rest in My arms, knowing I will feed and care for your needs. I have not forgotten My plans for you. In this dispensation (time period, kingdom, situation), you will be weary, but in My presence you will find rest for your soul.

My hardest request for you is this—that you satisfy your needs and longings in Me alone and not in your own desires. The heart’s longings are drowned out by the constant clamoring and whining of the flesh; I need, I want, I require, I will, I won’t . . . .

Request rather that I release you from this clamor—this din. Come away with Me, my love. Come away daily and rest in Me. If you have no time but your mealtime, which do you need more? Which do you feed—flesh or spirit? Only when you say with Me: ‘I have food to eat that you don’t know about—My food is to hear and do My father’s words,’ will you find that rest for your souls that you long for.

I know it is hard, but you must make your way through that veil of your flesh into the presence of My Father, if you are to tap into the strength and provision set apart for you. Your flesh is weary—do not pity it. Rather continue to push—push through—you cannot fail, for I give you just enough strength moment by moment, and before you faint, I will part the way.

Like a chick breaking through the shell, you must persist. I will not permit you to stay in the egg though it was warm and dark and comfortable. It can be so no longer, for your time there has ended. And yes, there are many eggs. This one rests inside a larger and a larger. Only in the glorified state will you break out entirely. But for now, concern yourself with this present battle.

The time has come. Turn away from unnecessary and unprofitable pursuits and seek Me alone. For a time, let Me be all that you see. Turn aside from food—seek My words as your necessary sustenance. Turn aside from false knowledge. Seek My pure words as silver streams of light, enlightening the eyes of your spirit.

Help one another to do this. I will bless your efforts to work together. Take time apart to seek Me alone and I will bless your fellowship with many new directions, lanes, paths. This is My direction: take time away. Take time for Me. After this, come together anew and see what I can do with a people fully My own.

May the Grace and Peace of our God, and the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you.

Love, Cindy

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