Nov. 18, 1997
Prophecy: Discipline of the Beloved
My child(ren). You who are called by My name. When will you ever grow tired of pointing the finger? My child(ren), My child(ren). I expect such behavior of toddlers and young children. But you should be grown up by now! You should be ready to give up childish impulses and reactions!
You are to be a child in your spirit, not your emotions. I put up with your fickle ways when you are young. But now it is time to grow up to full stature. It is time to relinquish your need to control the things of My Spirit. You say you want this gift, not that one; that you’ll accept this fruit, not that. You want an impartation of My joy, not My patience; of My peace, not My meekness. Who are you, O man, and who is God? Would you dictate to Me the way to lead My sheep; to guide, direct, discipline?
You must stop putting up "do not disturb" signs on your consciences. You let Me into places and times that are convenient and comfortable for you…but resist when I need to do a work that humbles and softens you. I seek a humble people that want Me: all of Me. All of My character, My desires, My purposes. And many of My purposes require the sacrifice of brokeness, so I might come and heal you more perfectly into My image.
When My finger of consecration points at you, you will know it. You will wonder how you ever had the audacity to resent or condemn any other person or institution for any reason. There is such envious sibling rivalry in My church, just as in the natural family. Don’t you understand I have enough for all? Enough love, enough joy, enough hope, enough acceptance and enough gifts…no one need go without. You do not need to compete for what I so generously long to pour out. You are full already if you will open your hands to receive, your eyes to see and your ears to hear! But your jealousy measures and compares, and judges incomplete and insufficient that which I have not finished with yet.
I come with fire, and it burns white hot and pure. Remember who you are, O man. Remember that I love you, but I am not afraid of you; not your opinions, not your rejection or even your misunderstandings of Who I Am. I am a loving Father who loves with a perfect love, and accordingly disciplines and chastises. I do not love as human parents who fear rejection, bribe for love, vicariously fulfill themselves through their children. My love is perfect, and beyond any form of human love in quality and quantity.
Allow Me to show you this most perfect Love. There may be pain, there may be repentance. There may be surrender of things you once held dear. But do not be afraid. You will not be disappointed for I do not disappoint. I created you for Myself, and with all of creation your very flesh groans for our union.
Point your finger…at Me. Tell Me about every loss, every wound, every pang. I will not rebuke you for feeling these things. I know the weakness of your flesh. But I will rebuke you when you begin echoing the accuser. So do it My way…come, commune. I discipline those I love. Do you hear Me? I discipline those I LOVE. Don’t call warfare what is your shepherd’s gentle nudge. Rejoice in it, receive it. Sheep, hear My voice, heed My call. Listen very closely, so that the things that have been secret are made clear. Maturity begets being entrusted with kingdom secrets. Come sit with Me. Commune. Fellowship at My feet. My people I call you by name; I yearn for you, I desire you…come.
Ref: Hebrews 12 Romans 9
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