Tuesday, March 18, 2008

For You

About these things that have been troubling you...

I understand your pain. It is not fun to be neglected, despised, not understood. I have felt the depths of that emotion and the hurt that is yours. Not just generally, but I felt your very pain in this on the cross. I chose to hang there with that burden piercing My own heart. And now that you've come to Me, joined with Me in that pain, comingled your broken heart with My spilt blood for this very thing, now we can do this differently. Now My power can be released to heal and restore. Now there can be release from chains, from captivity. Now there can be freedom and wings and joy.





Just as it wasn't general suffering, it isn't general freedom. It is yours--bought and paid for for you. I died for you, for your every pain, every sin, every gap of any kind. It's all covered in streams of blood so love would win.

Did you hear Me? Love is goin to rise and reign over hate. Love is going to be a heyday when it is released on earth. A planet is dry and shriveling under the weight of sin and anger. Agitation is everywhere. The enemy stirring the pot continually so people find no peace.

That is why I've called for this week to be quiet. People need to remember what Love sounds like. It is peaceful. I want to recaptivate many many hearts to Me, to come home, to rest, to eat, to laugh, to dance.

Now go rest. Enough for tonight. We'll talk more tommow. I'll be here.
Photographs from Grace Fellowship Church's Easter Vigil 2006. The Easter Vigil is currently running from 3/16/08 1pm around the clock until Easter morning at 6am. Email me for details. This year's theme is "Be still and know that I AM God."

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

All I Have


It feels like the rug is being pulled out from under my feet. Nothing in this world is permanent or perfectly reliable. It is sobering. I feel my stomach tighten, my tension mount. All I have is Christ.


And then I think about what that means.

All I have is Christ.



He who has promised never to leave me or forsake me.
Blessed promise. Blessed peace.




Photograph by Anita, cross constructed by Mark and Pat Burleigh