It comes as a fog upon the waters. Slowly it rises that vision would be hindered. Glare of self-made light useless for the creeping. Only just beyond the bow, nothing more. The day of reckoning approaches. The great sin of men rises from the pure and warm of My creation. Again judgment Read more…
It is pleasing to My Spirit, a heart that serves. It is not as your God to be served, but to serve. For those who wield power on the earth, this is their goal, that all would serve, and they would rule. It is not so in the Kingdom of Read more…
Whom then shall I send? Can all places be touched by a priest? Are “holy men” assigned in each group of people? Yes, if those I call by name are attentive and obedient to My call. In all places of the earth, My light and Word need to be carried. Read more…
All power is of God. Nothing sustains of its own power, nor is itself supply to others. The source of the kingdom of man is not of his own. From the earth and its reservoir, to those of the near and far heavens, no man has credit. His mind cannot Read more…
Each day you rise to new life, to accomplish what that day brings, called deeply to play your part in its core, for you are central to your day’s theme, as it seems. The greatness in your day is not in the actions of the day, but in the intent Read more…
There is no renewal without He who renews. There is no resurrection without He who calls the dead to life. There is a stench that grows and lingers, a world sad with grief of the loss of life, but it shall not be forever. For those who walk the way of the Read more…
The new dawn arises, as My Spirit in the heart of those who believe and follow a new path, not of darkness, but of light, truth brought by the Lord of truth. My voice beacons now a new direction – abandonment of sin, and a surging forth of life in Read more…
A ship too heavy, loaded beyond capacity, is unable to respond in storm. My wind and My waves will sweep over that ship, and instead of gently lifting, the ship will be engulfed. Even with intact hull, all not firmly held is swept away. I call you to balance; you Read more…
To he who walks without counsel, it is he who will find only a close, but barren field. The wanderer knows not his way, and seeks no counsel. He starts with fervor but wanes with doubt. Tossed to-and-fro by wind and waves, lost and without fruit for the wandering, he Read more…
Who assigns value? Is it of the clay to assign its own, or of the potter? And if the potter chooses to create a vessel of great worth, is it always to be adorned as such? Many a shelf contain vessels of beauty – gold and dusty for lack daily purpose. Read more…