This is a bit longer than I intend but I believe God asks me today to pour out from my heart a message that I hope you will read to the end and I pray receive as you are able.
As a deer pants for flowing streams, so pants my soul for you, O God. This is the quest and cry from the uttermost core and depth of my being right now.
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I physically bring fully to life expression, the reality of coming and appearing before my God? There are mere touches of what this is to be in reality within a human vessel. Can the temple of God’s Holy Spirit even begin to contain the exquisite goodness of His manifest presence?
Glimpses or flashes of actualization come and go as my senses have seemed to come to life at new levels and new dimensions of being able to see, hear, touch, taste, and feel a love that is so beyond the scope of my mind to interpret. My heart knows full well but how does one remain and consistently walk therein? Is anyone reading this experiencing anything similar at this time? Is there a witness in the house?
My tears were my food day and night, while they said to me all the day long, “Where is your God?” These things I remembered, as I poured out my soul: how I would go with the throng and lead them in procession to the house of God with glad shouts and songs of praise, a multitude keeping festival when this moment came?
Why, O my soul, are you so beside yourself? Why are you stirring so deeply within, a love so fierce and violent in demanding expression? As the Word puts it, “jealousy as cruel as the grave”, the zeal therein so drives and compels me; propels me into something, a realm that is so much greater and beyond what I conceive myself to be or ever be able to be?
I hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my salvation and my God. My soul is seeks to break and burst forth anew. It must. Now is the time. The walls of this vessel cannot contain this. Yet God purposed for this to be contained and dispersed in continual living waters that never cease to yield and cause the leaves of the Tree of Life to be brought forth and yield among the nations. My words may not make sense to you at this moment yet with some perhaps they may; at least to some measure?
“Deep calls to deep at the roar of your waterfalls; all your breakers and your waves have gone over me. By day the LORD commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life. I say to God, my rock: “Why did I ever think you had forgotten me? Why did I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?” I know full well that Your love truly overcomes all. Nothing can resist this. Nothing can stand in the way any longer. I give and allow full sway if I may.
My Soul Longs For You, my Soul Longs For You; nothing else will do, nothing else will do. I believe You are coming like the rain right now. This rain is touching me and seeking to penetrate to the core of my very being right now. You are coming like the rain, yes, Jesus; You are here, yes you are here; there is nothing to wait for; merely for us to receive your rain. Receive it fully, if we but may.
So let it rain, let it rain. Draw me in, draw me in to your love, I’m undone, I’m undone in the light of your love, draw me in, draw me in to your love; I come, I come.
Nothing can contain you, no power can restrain you;
there’s nothing that can keep me from your love.
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus; at the sound of Your Name, nothing can stay the same, no darkness can remain, at Your presence I cannot reside in what I have been for it is no more; surrendered at Your cross forever. Now as I am fully enveloped; only this must I become. Only this, can I be, as in you only and you alone I am truly free indeed. I know this now and forever more it must be allowed to express and be given away, multiplied unto whosoever will receive. This is why you came. This is why you died and sacrificed Your all and rose again in total victory for me and for all will receive.
This my dear brothers and sisters is the reason we now need new wineskins, just as Jesus said. The old wineskins will burst and cannot hold the new wine that is being poured out right now. We have been told of God’s pouring out of his spirit on all flesh. So prepare will you? Turn in your old wineskins for new.
I never dreamed I would share my innermost heart expression on public page like this however God is asking me now to do so. There is ever so much resistance yet I cannot remain still or silent. I have been without the words yet now He fills my mouth as I open it and I must speak and write. Thereby may I bear witness that what I move into action through my life with is very real indeed.
Taste and see of God’s goodness. This is His glory and we are designed and wired by God to bear it and carry it forth. Believe it; will you? Will you right now believe with me? Believe God. I live to love to live; as real as it gets. Love is pure choice and to surrender fully to such a choice will bring you a life beyond what you can conceive. Inside a week His love arrested my reasoning. I chose to start being who He says that I am.
I have so much to say so I will be back with more I trust. Be His love, will you?