Well, I’ve got something to say.
Yesterday was a busy day spiritually speaking.
The last two weeks were also…busy.
I encountered a dream forum that seemed fairly legit. I’d told another dreamer friend and her “Spidey Senses” (discernment) started tingling right off the bat. Turns out she was right and the Lord confirmed it for me in a dream. The leader of this site had a spirit of divisiveness and a spirit of divinity in use and she was siphoning information from other unsuspecting dreamers.
She’d made a statement to me that made my friend and I feel unsettled…
“God is a respecter of persons. He very RARELY will tell you anything about someone else, most times your dream is about you.”
Hmm…Acts 10:34 NIV and KJV says otherwise…
Then Peter began to speak: “I now realize how true it is that God does not show favoritism.
Then Peter opened his mouth, and said, Of a truth I perceive that God is no respecter of persons.
False.
But while in there, I did learn some valuable things that showed me I was on the wrong track with some of my dreams and that what the Lord had for me was far greater than what I’d anticipated. It took me a moment to come to grips…but I have peace.
I requested a song at church yesterday. They played it which made my heart happy.
This live version of the Revelation Song by Kari Jobe is my favorite version. Worship yesterday was so raw for me and I love those moments. During service, the Lord revealed to me a piece of something he showed me about a week ago…
..That He is the Rock. The Foundation on which we build our lives…or ANYTHING for that matter. HE is the REASON we live and breathe and have hope in Christ because we are Chosen. Because He chose us. A priesthood. A chosen nation. Precious children of His that he will chase down to the ends of the earth. That He will never let go, nor will He lose.
This might sounds strange…But I’ve discovered that once I know someone, a Christian, that I can somehow see that they have been marked. There’s this passion, this cry, this ache I can see in them. It just comes out and I know because I have it too and it calls to me from someone else. When I can see this deep thing erupt from a person with the indwelling of the Holy Spirit. Those who are legitimately His have been marked and I can…feel this marking. Our pastors eldest daughter has it and every time He speaks through her, the words from her mouth grips me, confirming with the Spirit in my own being. Not that others don’t have it, I just don’t know them well enough to sense it.
Ephesians 1:11-14
11 In him we were also chosen,[e] having been predestined according to the plan of him who works out everything in conformity with the purpose of his will, 12 in order that we, who were the first to put our hope in Christ, might be for the praise of his glory. 13 And you also were included in Christ when you heard the message of truth, the gospel of your salvation. When you believed, you were marked in him with a seal, the promised Holy Spirit, 14 who is a deposit guaranteeing our inheritance until the redemption of those who are God’s possession—to the praise of his glory.
So, putting the Lord first and not getting distracted. Most important action in my life that I have to choose to make on a daily basis. Choose God First!
So then yesterday afternoon as I washed my car in the driveway and I heard a Hawk cry in the distance. It repeated quite a number of times as the wind blew (drying water spots on my windshield…) and I closed my eyes, let the wind rustle through my hair like Pocahontas atop a cliff and just listened and stood still as the sound stirred something in my soul. The preaching one of my pastors did on the caged eagle came to mind and even though I knew it was a hawk, I felt like something inside of me was crying out. This fierce warrior in me felt like it was rising to the surface…preparing for battle.
…The nature of the battle is yet unknown, but I have known it was there, waiting for me.
So a question I’d asked myself as I pondered this. How would the Lord have one fight a battle? By RESTING in Him. By taking on His yoke and coming along side Him and dwelling with Him.
Perfect Love casts out fear.
Be blessed my friends,
Amanda
The Molded Vessel 