January 28, 2010
Prepare my people. Raise up an army from slumber. Sound the shofars, for where some see the past returning, other will see Messiah arrive. Do not be caught without oil in your lamps. The hour is near at hand in which the Suffering Servant will once more be revealed, and when He returns, He will roar like a lioness robbed of her cubs. There is no power that can stop the fierceness of His jealousy. He comes to claim His own from every place in which they have been left to bleed and die in darkness. They did not know that they were touching the apple of His eyes. As the Father watched the Son on the cross bled and die, freely given what was His to keep for He is the Life, so has the Son watched His loving Bride. She is not adorned with earthly jewels. She is not a strong amazon of war. She is His turtle dove caught in the snares of those she wished to save. She has bled, she has cried and He has watched her die. Now we shall see her live for He is the Life. She shines like a jewel in many colors.
Lift up your heads eternal doors! See the King of Glory burst forth through you. In every deserted place, devoid of water, the fountain of the seep with be unleashed. Shall the eyes of men look and not see? I say again, lift up your heads eternal doors! See the King of Glory burst forth through you! Is death a high price to pay? What is death to be feared? Where is its sting, when He Is Life! Ring the bell of salvation and call the camp, for the cloud is moving with all that belongs to the cloud. Greater than an army ready for battle, they will arrange themselves to march. Terrible sight to behold, in the fierceness of His Justice His mercy marches forth. Fire covers up their path and ashes cinder behind them. At their shout, for they roar like lions, fire is shoot before them from their mouths. Have you not heard? Have you not read the word given to you? Who will stand in that day before Him? Only those who have been dead and understand that there is nothing left in them to stand. Meek and lowly He stands in them.
Lift up your heads, eternal doors. The long in your hearts is about to be manifest. I saw from within the womb of the morning. I saw outside, like one who sees from a tiny opening, and there were fires everywhere. Flames in the colors of the leaves at fall and they shined bright like the shine of a jewel. It was all around. It covered it all. It was like a furnace, like a one unending furnace that entailed it all.
He is the Alpha and Omega, beginning and End. He is God and no one else, declaring the end from the beginning. Nothing new has been added to the revelation given to us from the beginning but understanding increases. Blessed is the generation who witness the relentlessness of His mercy. Open the eyes of your hearts and see. Behold to understand for nothing can separate us from the love of Christ.
A new anointing is being released through faith. The anointing in which the church was built. Because He gave her strength when he stepped into it through the cross. The Faithful Servant who saw the reward of His suffering and gave Himself as ransom for them. She is His bride and her veil is of fire all upon her face covering His glory. For as Moses covered his face so that the children of Israel would not fear, this one has it covered with the fire she has endured, for in her, the glory does not fade but is ever increasing. A glimpse from her eyes behind this veil, a little glimpse, hold His heart captive. He is totally for her. Only the cross unites and refrains them until the fullness of His will is done.
You have heard the cries of the bride but now you will hear the cry of the Groom. He will roar from up high for He has seen it all. The wounded lamb in the midst of the throne is a fierce ram, restrained for the sake of the flock.
Haven't you heard that you battle not against flesh and blood? Oh but you will see. Kuma Adonai! In your time and not before, for your bride like the three Hebrew young men is in the furnace, walking the garden of fire, seeking her Loved One. Kuma Adonai, Your love awaits, Your turtle dove loves not her life, forsake her own, to seek You. You have captured her heart as she has captured Yours with just a glimpse from her eyes.
Luz
Let us be glad and rejoice,
And give honour to Him: for
The marriage of the Lamb is come
And His wife hath made herself ready
Revelation 19:7.