Hey Jesus it's me again in a new morning... and I must say I am really excited to come this morning because that man is on my heart. I am wondering how You are going to have me pray for him. Hmmmm. I know You can help me do this because You are not limited by anything so in turn You can have me pray unaware of what I think I need to know... I love that concept and the absolute dependence on You and Your Spirit in this call. Okay Jesus, I surrender myself today, this moment to be so completely Yours in anyway You ask.
As I sit and see this man I ask You.. what do You want me to see Jesus?
I want you to see that his eyes are downcast. So much that his head is bent down, almost always. I want you to see that he worries with his hands... they fiddle and move and are uneasy because they reflect something within. I want you to see where he sits. It is always in the middle of his hut. It is the closest he can get to the fire and unknown to his conscious mind it is the only spot that a ray of sunlight comes in at a certain time of day.. it hits him on his back. I want you to see that there is no sustenance in this hut. It is similar to the experience you had of finding lambs that had crawled into a small tight place... for security and comfort in the night... only to be caught there unable to get out.. and end up dying. This seemingly safe hidden place is not what it seems.. it is a place of dying. I am the Shepherd that is come to ease them out of these places.
Oh Holy and Merciful Shepherd of us all, my heart crys out to You... Jesus please let the walls of this man's heart crumble in the light of Your presence. Jesus let him hear You singing as Your come by his place of hiding and in the sound of Your voice let the tears of longing and brokenness break forth. When he laid down tonight, he laid with his face towards the east side of the hut which was unusual for him... his head to the north , feet to the south... he had not a pillow to ease him through the night. Sleep did not come and between willing his eyes closed for certain times they snapped open when he heard the snap of a twig from Your footfall just outside the hut. His ears strained... his body rigid with the fear and anticipation of what might be lurking so close to his walls. Then You began to mumble and whisper as You touched the walls ... the fear leaving his heart he is now overwhelmed with a desire to hear... then Your voice lifts up into a song that pierces through his soul. His senses reeling in shock of what they are indeed taking in... his tears start to fall and his heart near breaks as the desire to get up and put his hands on that wall come upon him. He cannot... he cannot will his body to move at all. He seems paralyzed in his state of awe and shock and the weight of the burdens he has covered his heart and soul with. While the sound of footfalls fade as You walk on He is left with a knowing that You have left a mark upon his hut. He looks with eyes that almost feel like they could pierce through the wall to see where Your hands were laid... In his heart he can feel the presence of something new, something that is light, something not his own.. He closes his eyes .. when they open up the next day he is shocked by two astounding sights.. there is a beam of sunlight breaking through a wall and it shines right upon his chest... and in this light the second sight of awe are his own hands... they are still... and they are (if only able) clutching at his heart. To protect and hang onto what was put there in the night.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
I received a response to the last post via email and thought I'd include it in this post... Here it goes.
Wow. Beautiful... Those people in their huts... that could be a huge part of why someone/something did not want u to connect with Jesus. I think this is really powerful. Questions... What does it mean that they are in this city? and what does it mean to be in the city Jesus takes "YOU" to so often? What is this "branch clearing" ministry ur doin? I'm not asking u to analyze more than Jesus wants u to.. or at all if He doesn't want u to... But there is some neat stuff there that someone with an overactive imagination like myself might get carried away with :-)
Hey Jesus I got these questions and I think they are great... and delightful cause it will only lead me into You. Hehehe... I remember asking who these people are... will You give me anymore? Interesting as I reflect back it was one man in particular that I pictured in his hut over a pitifully little fire trying to warm and get light from ... hmmm. He was lonely. I just knew the other ones were there... is this significant? Will You show me only one person at a time? And not necessarily who they are but who I am to be filled with love and light for? Interesting even more then that You showed me (in a way) that there was a literal village of them... hmmm. I never interacted with them did I... directly I mean... while they were unaware I ministered with You. The branch clearing seemed like quite an obvious thing to do. They want light... they want You... but they are unable. So we thus started by trimming a bit at a time to allow a little more light in... to let more of You in. You walked among them, while they slept and sang and whispered to their hearts and souls. Likewise this is also when we worked... yup that is just like You again. While we are always so unable, You provide and work and allow us to step into You ... all we are left with is to decide and turn.. You take care of everything else... Yup, that is you. And even when we turn but are still unable to love You back... You wait and work and love; providing all things necessary for the next step.. In fact you are delighted even with this seemingly and such small step. Wow. You really are cool.
Wow. Beautiful... Those people in their huts... that could be a huge part of why someone/something did not want u to connect with Jesus. I think this is really powerful. Questions... What does it mean that they are in this city? and what does it mean to be in the city Jesus takes "YOU" to so often? What is this "branch clearing" ministry ur doin? I'm not asking u to analyze more than Jesus wants u to.. or at all if He doesn't want u to... But there is some neat stuff there that someone with an overactive imagination like myself might get carried away with :-)
Hey Jesus I got these questions and I think they are great... and delightful cause it will only lead me into You. Hehehe... I remember asking who these people are... will You give me anymore? Interesting as I reflect back it was one man in particular that I pictured in his hut over a pitifully little fire trying to warm and get light from ... hmmm. He was lonely. I just knew the other ones were there... is this significant? Will You show me only one person at a time? And not necessarily who they are but who I am to be filled with love and light for? Interesting even more then that You showed me (in a way) that there was a literal village of them... hmmm. I never interacted with them did I... directly I mean... while they were unaware I ministered with You. The branch clearing seemed like quite an obvious thing to do. They want light... they want You... but they are unable. So we thus started by trimming a bit at a time to allow a little more light in... to let more of You in. You walked among them, while they slept and sang and whispered to their hearts and souls. Likewise this is also when we worked... yup that is just like You again. While we are always so unable, You provide and work and allow us to step into You ... all we are left with is to decide and turn.. You take care of everything else... Yup, that is you. And even when we turn but are still unable to love You back... You wait and work and love; providing all things necessary for the next step.. In fact you are delighted even with this seemingly and such small step. Wow. You really are cool.
I am choosing to jump into this blog out of order ... you are coming into my writings where I am right now. I will eventually go back and fill in from the first times Jesus took me to a new 'place' than I ever expected or thought possible. There are so many things in my walk with Jesus now that make me realize there is just so much more to be had and experienced and delighted in with Him and a life in Him that I cannot help but share and let Jesus choose how He will use this blog.
Hey Jesus I'm jumping in again ... lol... I need You to be what all this is about. Please be powerfully present with anyone who chooses to 'step into' this with You and me.
Okay after being shown that Jesus is indeed talking and interacting with us all the time and that we just need to listen (one of the BIGGEST paradigm shifts in my life)... I went to Him where I was comfortable ... in writing. Eventually I began to understand that there were times while typing that He was actually speaking to me! Alot happened over the last 3 years that I will eventually get to but He (in my writing) allowed me to meet with Him at certain places and we would spend time talking, walking, sitting, being....
That's all the background I'm giving you for now... here's where we met yesterday ....
...We walk by the playground and hear the squeaking of the swings swinging slightly in the breeze... we walk past the cliff and bench where I got to go way beyond where I have ever been before. We walk up the road and I sense a deepening of the day. The buildings on my left are starting to fade in the light, detail lost in the dimming. Yet we walk on... we walk past the road that leads up to the center park area with the fountains and absolute delights... we come around a bend in the road and I am shocked at what I see... for in this city there is another place. It is hidden usually to almost everyone except You. People huddle in their huts wanting warmth and light... there is a feeling of desperation here and fear. Wow, who are these people? You know it strikes me that it isn't odd at all that they are here in Your city... of all people those that live with fear and a desire for more.. to feel the desperation of survival hang over this place like a cloak of black. You would love these people desperately and would protect them by placing them within Your city... and You come here every night don't You? Yes to call to them.. to send out to them the voice of hope that the next day is coming.. to tell them I am here outside their huts waiting to meet with them and heal them. Some nights I sit here and sing to them.. so they can make it through the night and through the next day. See this rock here? yes it's huge and smooth. Yah I sit here faithfully every night and when they drift off to sleep I walk among their houses and touch the doors and walls whispering as I go of my love , my plans, my power, my desire, my hunger for them, my willingness to come into any door left open. You glance over at me and flash me a great big smile like You are revealing a secret of deepest delight. My chest tightens with the obvious love and desire You have for these ones of Yours. I have a thought... let's trim a branch or two.. so that in the morning a wee little more light will come in. I return the smile as big and as deeply felt as Yours. As we walk and work together we sing softly in the trees.
Hey Jesus I'm jumping in again ... lol... I need You to be what all this is about. Please be powerfully present with anyone who chooses to 'step into' this with You and me.
Okay after being shown that Jesus is indeed talking and interacting with us all the time and that we just need to listen (one of the BIGGEST paradigm shifts in my life)... I went to Him where I was comfortable ... in writing. Eventually I began to understand that there were times while typing that He was actually speaking to me! Alot happened over the last 3 years that I will eventually get to but He (in my writing) allowed me to meet with Him at certain places and we would spend time talking, walking, sitting, being....
That's all the background I'm giving you for now... here's where we met yesterday ....
...We walk by the playground and hear the squeaking of the swings swinging slightly in the breeze... we walk past the cliff and bench where I got to go way beyond where I have ever been before. We walk up the road and I sense a deepening of the day. The buildings on my left are starting to fade in the light, detail lost in the dimming. Yet we walk on... we walk past the road that leads up to the center park area with the fountains and absolute delights... we come around a bend in the road and I am shocked at what I see... for in this city there is another place. It is hidden usually to almost everyone except You. People huddle in their huts wanting warmth and light... there is a feeling of desperation here and fear. Wow, who are these people? You know it strikes me that it isn't odd at all that they are here in Your city... of all people those that live with fear and a desire for more.. to feel the desperation of survival hang over this place like a cloak of black. You would love these people desperately and would protect them by placing them within Your city... and You come here every night don't You? Yes to call to them.. to send out to them the voice of hope that the next day is coming.. to tell them I am here outside their huts waiting to meet with them and heal them. Some nights I sit here and sing to them.. so they can make it through the night and through the next day. See this rock here? yes it's huge and smooth. Yah I sit here faithfully every night and when they drift off to sleep I walk among their houses and touch the doors and walls whispering as I go of my love , my plans, my power, my desire, my hunger for them, my willingness to come into any door left open. You glance over at me and flash me a great big smile like You are revealing a secret of deepest delight. My chest tightens with the obvious love and desire You have for these ones of Yours. I have a thought... let's trim a branch or two.. so that in the morning a wee little more light will come in. I return the smile as big and as deeply felt as Yours. As we walk and work together we sing softly in the trees.
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