Glory Land

"Là-haut sur la montagne, l'était un vieux chalet,

Murs blancs, toit de bardeau, devant la porte un vieux bouleau,

Là-haut sur la montagne l'était un vieux chalet"...

Chorus from an old song my mother sang often. 

As a child I loved going up to the chalet in the Alps. My Tati's was a big fancy one, some friends had simple ones. There was something about behind up there, I loved it. My first recollection, it was summer time and I was 3 1/2 years old. In my school years, we spent one winter season in Switzerland and my class  went up for a week of "Outdoor Ed". Snowed in yes, but how gorgeous and peaceful. When I was 18, I spend New Years break up there... it was splendid! 

Growing up I dreamed about living in such places, or anywhere away from civilization, with indegenes. They thought it was strange. Why not society? Marry a Doctor, a Lawyer, a Judge, a...  you know, Daddy's dream for his little girl. 

Well it was a dream, I did find a place of refuge...

 ........................................................Old bird feeder in my backyard

I've got my mind on Heaven, I wanna go! 

I've got a mansion there you know!

My Father will be there!

Brothers and sisters will be there!  

I'm gonna sing and shout!

Won't have no pain in my body!

Won't have no sorrow in my heart!

I've got Heaven on my mind, I wanna go! Wanna go with me?

❀ Word of God...

"Brethren, if a man be overtaken in a fault, ye which are spiritual, restore such an one in the spirit of meekness; considering thyself, lest thou also be tempted." Galatians 6:1 KJV

Pondering this Scripture... 

I am responsible - to a degree...  

I am accountable - to a degree...  

I am obligate - to a degree...

How does God see it? His degrees are not our degrees...

 

His Word is the only true barometer.

I'm seeking His face to understand more about His ways. No man could ever measure up, only by Grace Divine. 

Thank you Lord.

❀ Wounded...

Wounded... Wounded... the word kept coming up as I was praying. Wounded in church... Wounded sitting on the pews... Wounded...

These were not coming in wounded by the world...

These were not warriors wounded in battle...

These were not wanderers wounded by stray bullets...

These were faithful people...

These were young'uns in the Lord...

These were teenagers weaned on Sunday night's shouting services... 

I could not move away from this place in prayer, I didn't want to. The burden was intense, the need pressing. 

This ought not to be. How could sweet and bitter water flow from the same well? I read it in the Bible. This ought not to be. 

I know, offenses will come. This was not about offenses, this was about caring for the wounded. The Holy Ghost will heal. The healthy members will help and support until the healing waters flow freely, washing the wounds. 

Sometimes, the wounded can't cry for help, they trash about and seemed unreachable. Could it be that we just don't get close enough to see the wounds? 

There is a Jewish law, that one must go to his fellow brother and admonish him, encourage him to do well, remind him of what is the right thing to do before God, until he physically - even violently - says "Leave me alone!" 

I saw the church body as a health team... Yes, all will come in wounded, but there are some wounded already here... 

Wounded in church... Teach me Lord how to handle the wounded.

❀ Night is coming

                "I must work the works of him that sent me, while it is day: 

                  the night cometh, when no man can work". John 9:4 KJV      

Their future is in God's hands. But what about... They are watching us...

 The enemy of our soul knows that he has but a short time. Every few days the world changes at the rate of what use to takes years, even decades. 

There is a cry for the all night prayer meetings... altar calls that last longer than the preaching... 

We were  born in the fire, fireplace chat won't do. Our children, young people and new babes must experience the Shekinah Glory as we have. 

This is the acceptable year of the Lord - this is the year for revival - and it starts with you and me...

Is there a witness?

❀ Going deep

"O Lord, how great are thy works! and thy thoughts are very deep". Psalm 92:5 KJV



It's been working on me for a while, too long in fact. I'm having a time getting where I hunger to go. Deep in God, deep in the Spirit. It takes effort, diligence, consistency, confidence, trust, sacrifice, dedication, self denial, humility... and more. Not the most popular "to do" list.



Strong meat...
Cowboys chewed on jerky...
John the Baptist ate honey and locusts...
Eskimos unaffected by modern living eat whale blubber...
Strong meat...


"They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters;
These see the works of the Lord, and His wonders in the deep"
Psalm 107:23 & 24 KJV

I may not do what I desire to do for God - yet - but it's coming...
I may not have what I desire from God - yet - but it's coming...
I may not be where I desire to be in God - yet - but it's coming...

So, go ahead, ask the Lord for the deep things, eat the strong meat. Once you've tasted of it... nothing else will do.
Go ahead, count the cost, it's not too much. Jesus already took care of the bill. Our share is very reasonable. The return, incalculable. The benefits, eternal.