Dreams.Visions. Prophecy. These words are not so palatable in some circles, and so I'm a little intimidated.
But we are being given open ears, so as to test and savor these three words; dare I say, five: the word of the Lord.
"Does not the ear test words as the tongue tastes food?" Job 12:11. This is like new cuisine for many of us. But they are some of my favorites, to taste and see that the Lord is good.
I'm following the the Holy Spirit, the nudge, to begin blogging about some of the dreams God has given me for His Bride, and myself as one eagerly seeking prophecy. The one who prophecies builds up the church. This is where prophecy has its fruitful harvest.
I also plan to record the revelation of His heart for this topic of telling, as I wait for his grace to move me toward forming a Christian newspaper. And it just "seemed good to me," as Luke states so simply in the beginning of his gospel:
"Inasmuch as many have undertaken to compile a narrative of the things that have ben accomplished among us, just as those who from the beginning were eyewitnesses and ministers of the word have delivered them to us, it seemed good to me also, having followed all things closely for some time past, to write an orderly account for you...that you may have certainty." 1:1-4
And this is just my small part of a much larger work of the Spirit in our generation. The Bride is going to be unified (and become one with the Father) as we not only share our testimony with the lost, but declare His testimonies among the congregation - what He is doing in our midst. Our story will become one, the narrative will be a common one we share. The prophets will be subject to the prophets. The inter-dependent, manifold wisdom of God will be displayed in the church.
“My prayer is not for them alone. I pray also for those who will believe in me through their message, that all of them may be one, Father, just as you are in me and I am in you. May they also be in us so that the world may believe that you have sent me." John 17:20-21
Our testimony and declaration is not just for persuading unbelievers. It's actually how we become one. The story told throughout the generations that binds us; the writings of those who God entrusted to steward His breath; the Word we now read, and are so prone to treat as mere words on a page. May we believe what this book really says about us.
That we would be in Them, operating in tandem with the Trinity. It comes down to hearing from heaven, and partnering with our Bridegroom.
"When we see unity, we see revival," said my dear brother, Daniel Markum, assistant director at The Well House of Prayer in Denton. "The unity of faith is really Himself, it's Jesus," he said, speaking to a handful of intercessors during a Tuesday-night Encounter Service.
It's about everyone seeing the same thing. That we would see His glory. This will not just be the result of unity, but the present reality during its formation, and for the rest of eternity.
"The revelation contained is the revelation unknown," Daniel continued, full of the Spirit and writing new notes at this point. It's true that the Spirit closes the distance between us as a Bride, pouring out the same revelation to different communities. But our declaration actually brings what we feel and think into existence. Our words are given life.
"The Lord gave the word: great was the company of those that published it." Psalm 68:11
Oh, that we would not restrain our lips! That we would be friends of the Bridegroom, our joy complete at hearing His voice! And by hearing, have faith, and that faith be accounted to us as righteousness - the kind that moves mountains. We will be carriers of His Kingdom, lungs full of revelation which he breathed into us, that we might exhale to see His purposes fulfilled, His will be done.
This is our glory! Yet we have traded it, hewing out broken cisterns, all our resources and sphere of influence falling through the cracks.
This is our inheritance! Our greatest honor. The church is turning back to the old paths of intercession, to the altar where we will rend our heart and not our garment, our externals.
Psalm 40 has been a foundational psalm for me on this journey of entering-into my calling as a messenger. I'm learning to do more waiting than doing in my own strength. To wait for the word, so I may watch Him move. Instead of seeing man, we will see God. He is like one whom no eye has seen, or ear heard, but acts on behalf of those who wait.
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