Dear Bill,

I am submitting these two words together. One is from me and one is from Olivia Reitz. These were both written on the same day (October 6th) and we sent them to each other at the same time. When we read them we realized that they were two parts of the same conversation: the spirit of man crying out to God (what I wrote) and God's Spirit answering (written by Olivia). I have corresponded with Olivia and we both felt that they should be posted together. If you would consider doing so, we would appreciate it.

Joseph Herrin

My Heart Cries to Thee, O Lord!

Joseph Herrin (October 6, 2000)

How long, O Lord, will my days be pain and weariness?
I am despised and rejected by men.
My brothers have cast me out.
My father and mother have rejected me,
But You, O Lord, have adopted me.
I am put outside the congregation.
I am scorned and derided.
All men say to me "You are deluded."
"You have strayed from the path of wisdom."
Fear assails me.
No one regards me.
No one cares for my soul.
Many have arisen as my enemies.
They look to see my foot slip.
They await to see me stumble.
They say, "Where is your God?"
"If God is truly with you, why doesn’t He deliver you?"
I am surrounded by violent men.
The nation I was born in has become filled with violence and bloodshed.
There is no more any righteousness.
The heart of the people has grown cold as they seek pleasure and wickedness.
Even those among the house of God will not endure sound speech.
They seek teachers to tickle their ears.
Every week they are told "God wants to prosper and bless you."
"God wants you to grow fat with the things of the earth."
Where is repentance over sin?
Where is remorse over the depravity we have become?
Surely the judgment is near, yet men stop their ears.
They all cry "Peace and safety", while babies are destroyed,
And our children are sold into wickedness.
I spoke to the household of God of His discipline.
They said, "No, our God is a God of love. He would not do that."
I spoke to them of faith.
They said, "You are proud and arrogant!"
They have wounded me.
Their darts have gone deep within me.
They put me outside the camp.
I am as a leper, as a detestable thing.
How long, O God, will I know moaning and distress?
How long will you wait to lift up my head again?
I have walked in the fear of You.
You alone can save and deliver.
You alone are a Rock, a Sure Foundation.
I have trusted in You and I have not been moved.
I have known Your mercies.
In my wilderness I have found springs of living water.
In my desert I have found manna to sustain me.
Yet my way is weary.
A trap has been set for me.
There is no one who cares for my soul.
Must I be like those who go down to the pit?
My strength fails me Lord.
Hasten to me.
My hip has been put out of joint.
My walk has been altered so that I no longer walk as other men.
I have wrestled with You, O Lord, and with man.
I have refused to let go until I received the blessing.
In the struggle I have become confused.
Are You holding onto me, or am I holding onto You?
Do not let me go, O Lord!
My greatest fear is that I would fail You, O Lord.
My dread is that I would fall short of the blessing.
If my soul shrinks back You will take no pleasure in me.
But it is You who have kept me on the path.
You have led me in wilderness places.
You have sustained me when I was faint.
You have told me to stand again when I had fallen.
I know You are with me.
You are cheering me on.
O Lord, strengthen your servant.
Come quickly Lord.
My heart yearns for you.
I am emptied inside.
I am in need of your filling.
I long to see my brothers turned again to You.
They have become too strong for me.
The words of my mouth persuade no one.
Unless You show forth Your strength through this vessel of clay,
none will listen.
Unless You clothe me with Your glory,
none will take heed.
I am coming up out of the wilderness.
I am halt and leaning on my Beloved.
I trust no more in the flesh.
I trust no more in the soul.
You alone are able to save.
Come quickly, Lord Jesus!
My heart aches with yearning for You!
bherrin@hotmail.com

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Come To My Holy Mountain

Olivia Reitz (October 6, 2000)

This know, My children, that intercessions and prayers are going forth each day in your behalf. My Holy Spirit ever makes intercession for you. Your Great High Priest, Jesus, makes intercession for you. You have nothing to doubt or fear for My hand is upon you and has ever been upon you.

The enemy has been causing "personal battle and warfare" to try to distract My people from the move on the nations and the world. Souls....Souls.... Focus on "ME" and I will take care of the trials that are coming against you.

Those times when you felt alone, I was ever so near and I AM ever so near. So, as you wait on Me, feel My closeness, feel My breath upon your cheek, you will need to feel this closeness in your calling, it is vital!

You have cried out and sought me and I have heard from My Holy Mountain. It is to this mountain that I am calling you. Those who have come to this mountain have come through many tears. Through the tears and heartache they have experienced to get to this mountain, they have said it was worth it all. It IS worth it all. Not one tear was shed in vain, they were stepping stones to this Holy Mountain. Be encouraged, My children, My arms are outstretched to you and I say "Come, My children, enough tears have been shed. Come"!

Olivia Reitz

email: mreitz@penn.com
 

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