So you know those skillfully worded, heart catching, I want to read more of this, sentences writers are encouraged to have? This isn’t one of them, its just rough and raw from my heart, but I hope you will read on because the Lord has revealed something to my heart that is revolutionising and radically changing the way I look upon the simple act of picking up a pen and writing.
In our Beckoned by the King study we are in Psalm 119:97-104. The Hebrew alphabet assigned to this section of the Psalm is ‘Mem’. It means fluid like water, has grace and beauty.
The Words of v.98 are speaking loudly to my heart and especially so as I peruse the papers and current events of the day. The Psalmist declares that the ‘commands of the Lord give me an edge over my enemies.’ How incredibly appropriate for the people of God in times of horrific circumstances.
The key is pondering and absorbing the counsel of the Lord, seeing His Word before our eyes, meditating on it and letting the power of His Word change us and lead us. It is as we allow His Word to stir our hearts and guide us with His whispered directions that our actions are smarter and wiser (than our enemies). We will go places He has already prepared for our arrival, He will set up meetings with people and give us a word in season for them. In order to know what He has revealed, and to ponder it all the day long, we need to have eyes that see beyond the realm of the natural into the supernatural.
I am no different from the majority of people who are following the horrific stories in the news. I am dismayed, saddened and want it all to stop.
I don’t want to see photos and wonder about the fear those people are feeling or the abject helplessness the Iraqui Christians may be experiencing. I don’t want to see any of it or think about the crazy direction this world is heading. But neither can I harden my heart or turn a blind eye.
What I can do and will do is declare the Word of the Lord over people and circumstances as He brings them to my attention. God’s Word, spoken out, heard by Him and His angels will not be void and depleted of power.
God’s Word has the power, is the only power that can instigate real change.
Therefore, I am choosing, under His direction to yield my hands and fingers to Him and allow Him to train my hands for war and my fingers for battle. I may not have silver and gold to help out financially, but I have the promises of power in God’s Word which is greater than gold. His power will transcend boundaries, barricades and battallions.
In reading Psalm 144 yesterday, I had an epiphany! I met Jesus in His Word and He said, “I am not holding your hand because I am bored or lost. I am holding your hand by My mighty right hand for a purpose, to fulfill a portion of My plan for you. I am training your hands for war and I am preparing your fingers for battle. How? you ask, by writing out My Word and declaring it over the circumstances of life. As your hands and fingers are trained by Me to write My Word and declare those words into the atmosphere, there will be a shift in circumstances. Trust Me in this.”
It might be a slow start but there is no time like NOW to jump in to the River of God and let Him move you as He wills. If I knew how to let you hear my voice I would, but instead, would you lift your voice and let it be heard in the heavens in agreement with my voice and so many others?
Lord God, I bless You. I bless Your Holy Name and I thank You for holding Your children by Your mighty right hand. Thank You Father that Your arm is mighty to save and save to the uttermost it does. Father, I thank You for Your loving kindness, that You ARE our loving kindness and we hide ourselves in You. You, God are our fortress, our High Tower and Deliverer. We trust You. We declare right now that You are our Shield, encompassing us round about and it is in You that we find refuge.
For my brothers and sisters persecuted for their faith on the other side of the world from me and yet one in the bond of love, one in Christ, I humbly offer and proclaim this Word of faith over them:
I thank You for Your intimate knowledge of each of Your children. You are mindful of them, caring for their deepest needs and You have not removed or lost them from Your sight. Hide them Father, beneath the sheltering power of Your wings, provide a place of comfort for each one.
Shoot out Your arrows and destroy their enemies (for they are ours also) stretch out Your hand, rescue Your people and deliver them from the hand of the foreigners, those whose mouths speak vain words and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
Let Your people sing, O Lord! Let praises rise to You from mouths filled with adoration and worship of You, Almighty Holy God. You will confound the enemy at the sound of praises rising to You. Father, You are their God and the One who has promised to deliver them speedily.
May sounds of joy, victory and gladness be heard all over the regions of despair as Your people look to You for help and see Your deliverance.
We bless You with the words of our mouths and a two edged sword in our hands, knowing we are cutting through the works of darkness and bringing for the light of the Glory of God.
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