RHEMA 7/25/07 STRIVINGS OVERCOME

PIX: I saw a large gavel and its matching round pounding block. The gavel had made its decision on the first case. There were many other baby round blocks waiting in line to be decided. I they were moving around in circles as they were waiting.

Rev 12:10-11 NKJV

Then I heard a loud voice saying in heaven,"Now salvation, and strength, and the kingdom of our God, and the power of His Christ have come, for the accuser of our brethren, who accused them before our God day and night, has been cast down. 11 And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony, and they did not love their lives to the death.

PIX:  I saw somebody touching a knee..

HEARD:  Is that like touching your Daddy’s knee? 

Heb 12:11-13  NKJV

Now no chastening seems to be joyful for the present, but painful; nevertheless, afterward it yields the peaceable fruit of righteousness to those who have been trained by it. Therefore strengthen the hands which hang down, and the feeble knees, and make straight paths for your feet, so that what is lame may not be dislocated, but rather be healed.

HEARD:  Reduced.  Sometimes I feel so small.  And unworthy of this gift.  To rule down what has failed.  Myself included.

PIX: I saw a window shade or a veil of separation unrolling and being pulled down.

HEARD:  That which was brought up, is now all in the past.  They were really goal and works oriented.  Do.  And now?  Wise men.  It’s true, we wore out our flesh.  Cease striving and know that I AM God.   You must have worked very hard for your family.  Felled a tree. 

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POEM:  STRIVINGS FORGIVEN:  CASE IS CLOSED  7/26/07

My dear child, in you I delight. 

You have stood in faith all without sight.

It was hard to suffer the blows

How deeply - only you and I know.

The case in court is over now.

Rest at ease, wipe the sweat from your brow.

Happy it’s over, that’s a fact.

I covered the gaps from what you lacked.

Justice is always taunt with truth,

Weighing My love against what’s uncouth.

You were weighed in careful balance

Every word chosen, nothing by chance.

Lessons were studied, tests taken.

Grades were given, you’re not forsaken.

New beginnings, a page has turned.

Wisdom remains from all that was learned.

I forgave the sins of your soul.

I desire to restore you whole.

Your nakedness has been covered.

Honor is due for shame you suffered.

Your slate is wiped clean, all is pure.

Nothing brought up, no questions to lure.

The past erased, no record kept.

Only prayers answered for your tears wept. 

You’ve known the hot face of My love

Burning deep from My impassioned Dove.

Our flames kissed and your torch was lit.

Do not swallow a lie from the pit.

I see you pondering the coals -

Of what once burned brightly in your soul.

You’ve not grown old or been snuffed out.

Your soul was washed pure, holy devout.

I covered your coals with My hand.

Waters can’t quench what My love demands.

My name is Jealous, you are Mine,

As you surrender to what’s Divine.

Your heart, your soul, your thoughts, your all.

Nothing less, as you respond to My call.

Breaking from distraction did cost.

I will restore what you have lost.

I will never, not ever leave.

I’m with you always, never bereave.

No more musings of sorry shame.

In remembrance there’s nothing to blame.

Change your heart from what was sober.

Stop limping from wrestlings now over.

You spent yourself and ceased striving.

You learned to let Me do the driving.

Let no veils drop to hide your face.

Let nothing divide over disgrace.

Never run away - run to Me!

I AM here always to set you free.

I love you with yearnings so deep,

Pray without ceasing, My power keeps.

Just one glance of your heart towards Me,

I listen with tenderness for thee.

Song 8:5-7 NKJV

Who is this coming up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I awakened you under the apple tree. There your mother brought you forth; There she who bore you brought you forth. Set me as a seal upon your heart, as a seal upon your arm; For love is as strong as death, Jealousy as cruel as the grave; Its flames are flames of fire, a most vehement flame. Many waters cannot quench love, nor can the floods drown it. If a man would give for love all the wealth of his house, it would be utterly despised.