RHEMA 10/19/09 A REMNANT OF GOLDEN GLORIES

PIX:  I saw an angel in a wilderness uniform, like a wilderness ranger, or a park warden. 

HEARD:  Park warden angel.  Game warden.

DREAM:  I was looking at a camp ground and hill was covered with lovely yellow butter flowers.  People had planted them there at their camp sites and they called them golden glories. 

PIX:  I saw all these same golden glory flowers all over. 

Song 6:2-3  NKJV

My beloved has gone to his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed his flock in the gardens, and to gather lilies. I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine. He feeds his flock among the lilies.

HEARD:  We are somebody in the future who found these entries in the past. 

HEARD:  Gentlemen, we shall rebuild.

NOTE:  I have long time rhema and promises about “Gentlemen, we shall rebuild.”  I have wondered in recent months if it is during the Millennium.

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UPDATE RHEMA 10/21/09 THE GARDEN OF THE LORD

HEARD:  The heart is like a garden.

QUICKENED REMEMBRANCE:  The Lord told Neville Johnson, “Tell My people that they can walk in My garden, when I can walk in theirs.”  In context, Neville was sharing about having visions of seeing the Lord’s garden in Paradise.  He mentioned Song of Solomon where the Lord wants access into our gardens.

Song 4:12 NKJV

A garden enclosed is my sister, my spouse, a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.

WORD TO PONDER:  PLANTED FOR MY GLORY   10/19/09

The gathering of My remnant upon the hill of the Lord is glorious and lovely.  You with clean hands and pure hearts, your fragrance and color has filled this holy place.  Dear ones, when you open your lives and release your hearts to Me, they become like beautiful gardens.  Fear not, no matter where you find yourselves planted, My glory in your lives shall blossom, be fruitful and multiply.

Ps 24:3-4  NKJV

Who may ascend into the hill of the LORD? Or who may stand in His holy place?

He who has clean hands and a pure heart.

Song 4:16  NKJV

Awake, O north wind, and come, O south! Blow upon my garden, that its spices may flow out. Let my beloved come to his garden and eat its pleasant fruits.