Posted: 04/08/2014 at 9:18am | IP Logged

I looked at the music machine asking the Lord, “Can we play Here Comes the Son?” He kept looking at the slated rocks and said, “I have these, I’ve had them all this time, will you hear them?” I said,”Lord wait, I’ll go tell them you’re here” though He wanted me to stay, He relented, and let me go.

I went into a back room where there, apparently, was a sixties slumber party of teenage girls just waking up. I told them who had showed up, wanting us to listen to the music stored on these sliced and polished stone discs. They screamed the same way they did with the Beatles, and they started to get dressed.

I ran out to spend more time with him, again, asking to hear the song, Here Comes the Son. Again, he almost seemed slightly disappointed, he looked at the slated rocks in his hands. I felt moved for him, because he wanted so much to share these songs with me. I remembered the scripture … If these don’t then- the rocks will CRY out.

I went back to hurry the girls, each time they were curling their hair, and primping, I pleaded to them please hurry, just come as you are, he is waiting, he has music He wants to show you, still they kept primping, each time I checked on them they were moving a little slower. Each time I left him alone he would hardly let me go. Finally, they became distracted and was doing other things the last I saw them, I spent the rest of the time left, with HIM.

I was in my t-shirt and sweats, my hair was undone. None of that mattered to him as his eyes never looked away from mine. He looked a little forlorn because of the absence of the others but His joy that I was there never dimmed. HE TOLD me something about a famous song writer I never knew. When I woke up I researched it, and it was true, in the beginning his songs, lesser known, was about Yeshuah. Sadly, his music, rejected by the church so many years ago, did not end where it began in the era of His fame.

What is this from heaven?

What more to be discovered? What sounds, and songs are etched in the stones that are about to cry out? The Lord did not want to sing, “Here Comes The Son” though the melody was catchy, fun and sunny- a good thought for a rainy day, still it shadows in this one truth we cannot miss. In order to worship God in SPIRIT and in TRUTH we need to comprehend Jesus Christ IS Come, and through him and by Him we enter the throne room of GRACE where by we obtain MERCY in times of need. Similarly, worship is not past, nor future, it is BEING, WHOLE HEARTILY, present with HIM in HIS presence. No preparation apart from him will lead us to Him. Grace has made the way, we can boldly enter in. No new song, comes from with out, rather it comes from with in the presence of God. He is the author and the finisher of our faith. The Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. The Sower and the Harvester is the SON OF The FATHERS house.

The one who was, and is, and is to come!

Posted: 04/08/2014 at 6:37pm | IP Logged

Hey Dee.  Enjoyed reading this word.  While reading this, it reminded me of something Dad said to me a while back.  He said He delights in the Maries and not so much in the Marthas.  The part of the girls trying to work to make themselves acceptable is the part that Martha represented in the bible but Mary was represented in your desire to just be with him.  This  communion is what brings Him joy.

I also saw a deeper message that Dad just wants us to come and HG (the Holy Ghost) will be the one who prepares us by making us ready and fit for the kingdom.  There is nothing we can do on our own accord to perpare ourselves but to submit to His call.  But many are working on their outter appearance through religious works while completely neglecting the inner man. This is what Dad called vanity and it makes us vain.  This message seems to be addressed to those who are still sleeping within the current religious sect still working the works that that system dictates.  They have no revelation of the kingdom age and the fact that things are very very different. 

Again thank you and bless you richly!

Quo