WORD TO PONDER: A
NEW SPIRITUAL DNA BLEND FOR THE NEXT GENERATION
11/06/06
I sent 2 companies of
called ones to circle the globe. The circle has
completed and they have met face to face. The passion
of this company of brothers is not like any other before
them in numbers. Yet, they are the harvest of two men
who walked the earth: Jacob and John the Beloved.
Jacob’s passion was a
contender, striving strongly with Me for the promises,
wrestling with Me, with the devil and with his own
soul. Jacob’s passion took him beyond the prescribed
boundaries I set for him and I allowed this in order to
change him. He suffered the blows of such striving, but
I have greatly honored his zealous response to go for
bounty and treasure. I would rather have My people red
hot, then lukewarm any day, any time.
John the Beloved chose
to lay down his striving, lean into My heartbeat and
stay close, lest he miss a Word, thought, or intent.
Having already walked in his past as one of the two sons
of thunder, he laid it all down to become My Friend.
John has known Intimacy without striving, simplicity and
rest. John the Beloved’s passion was no less than
Jacob’s, it was only spent in another arena. His
yearnings and groanings, the depths of despair for
intimacy has driven him like an arrow into My heart’s
deepest passion.
Now that these 2
companies have completed their circle, I am uniting them
into a marriage and synergy that will produce a perfect
blend for a new generation of sons. In one anointing
and walk, this time around Jacob’s traits shall be
subservient to John, having overcome with My change in
the nature. There shall be a perfect blend of passion
and zeal to have intimacy in relationship and to conquer
and subdue.
Ps
133 NKJV
Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to
dwell together in unity! It is like the precious oil
upon the head, running down on the beard, the beard of
Aaron, running down on the edge of his garments. It is
like the dew of Hermon, descending upon the mountains of
Zion; for there the LORD commanded the blessing — fife
forevermore.
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