10/22/18 MARK SET GO!
HEARD AND SAW:
COME TO ME WITHOUT BIT OR BRIDLE
It is 5:30 at night and I was so hungry to hear from the
Lord. I prayed that I would not fall asleep but be able to
hear/see what He is saying/ doing. As I was laying my head
on the pillow in hopes to hear from the Lord, I saw the
nose of a horse coming close to my side at my bed. It was
as though only the tip of his nose and head were showing and
perhaps poking through a bubble or membrane. The rest of
him was hidden and I welcomed him to come. I thought of
this scripture:
Psalm 32:7-10 You are my
hiding place; you shall preserve me from trouble; you
shall surround me about with songs of deliverance. Selah. 8
I will instruct you and teach you in the way which you shall
go: I will guide you with my eye. 9
Be you not as the horse,
or as the mule, which have no understanding:
whose mouth must be held in
with bit and bridle, else they come not near unto you.
10 Many sorrows shall be to the wicked: but he that trusts
in the LORD, mercy shall surround him.
Seeing the horse come to me was like a mirror of me. I came
to Him willingly in my hunger and thirst for Him, laying
down YouTube time and putting all aside to seek Him without
Him drawing me with bit and bridle. I am reminded of how
the horse whisperer breaks a wild horse. They make them go
round and round in a circle in the coral. Finally they let
go of the bit and bridle and walk away with his back away to
the horse. When the horse is ready, they come up and stand
next to the horse trainer. Evidently this is the way that
the oldest in a pack of horses treats a new arrival – they
face them head on and then finally turn their backs away and
wait for the other horse to show it has submitted by coming
up along the other horse.
CLASS RECESS HAVE FUN AND PLAY –
FOLLOW THE ANOINTING
Fill it up with whatever comes to mind. I saw a wooden
toy box that had a horse’s head on a stick that was poking
out of the box. My sense was that children had learned life
lessons by learning to play with their toys and now toys
were being put away.
On the butter. Mark. Set. Go. I saw a teacher open a
door and heard, go outside and play. I saw all these school
children going through the door and into the school yard
that was safely surrounded by a fence.
I saw that after class, I was in a classroom with others
to worship the Lord. His Presence came into the room. I
stood up and realized that my head was almost to the ceiling
as I had been lifted up during worship. In the vision I
prayed that we could experience the Lord every day like that
after class.
Psalm 24:7 Lift up your heads, O you gates; and be you
lifted up, you everlasting doors; and the King of glory
shall come in.
WORD TO PONDER ON HIS ANOINTING:
MARK, SET GO! 10/22/18
Beloveds you have gone through many seasons of training.
Like a wild horse, I have taught you to come to Me through
bit and bridle in order to draw near to Me. I poured out My
gifts upon your life and watched you grow up. Your path was
paved in butter, the rich flow of My anointing oil. I have
watched you grow up along with your children in one family.
In your recess from training, use your time to call upon
Me. My Presence will come to you and I shall lift you up.
I will refresh your souls, pour out My strength and quicken
you with My power. Learn to enjoy EVERY season that you are
in beloved one. Every season has its purpose. You have
poured yourself in learning. You have poured yourself in
playing. Now is the time to EXPERIENCE Me. On your mark,
set, GO! New buttery anointing oil is being poured out for
you! Practice outside the walls what you have learned
inside. Your steps are safely protected and anointed. Now
pour forth and enjoy your new season!
Job 29:2-6 Oh that I were as in months past, as in the
days when God preserved me; 3 When his lamp shined upon my
head, and when by his light I walked through darkness; 4 As
I was in the days of my youth, when the secret of God was
upon my tent; 5 When the Almighty was yet with me, when my
children were about me; 6 When I washed my steps with
butter, and the rock poured me out rivers of oil;
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