Wednesday, June 4, 2025

The Clarion Call Is Blaring

 I will continue to attempt to put into words.  It is a bold statement, or even a bold suggestion . . . for the concept has been so used and abused for so long . . . to say "the Holy Spirit said to me . . . "

HOWEVER, it is also common, through the ages, that HE HAS spoken to His people, His children, even to the least (that is, by the way, a special part of His glory to us, that He Speaks to and especially cares for the least!) that it is not on account of any pride or false stewardship . . . for the least . . . to share what He has said to each, in the quiet moments.

And by saying "said" . . . it is known by those who Hear . . . that it is complex, yet simple and direct (lineal) communication which includes hearing, seeing, feeling, intuiting, reasoning, recalling. . . .

Argh! Words fail!  

The Kingdom of Heaven, and the way God communicates is so intricate and wholistic, and yet simple, such as a child could understand . . . that . . . you know when you know that you know that you know and Hear.  And are witness.

Forgive my ellipses!  I have a long time habit of using them . . . to convey the pause, the silence, the subtle comprehension that occurs when receiving Truth in the Spirit.  THERE, in the heavenly realm, speech, thought, intention, seeing, feeling, selfness, rationality, purity, comprehension, supplication, awe AND A MILLION OTHER IMPRESSIONS are all combined into one unity of experience, reception and also conveyance.

HERE, everything is split up, fractured, mortified, spoiled, tarnished, oppressed, manipulated, attacked, rotten . . . and so, it is hard to appreciate the difference between the two very distinct realms; especially while being a miniscule creature embedded and fighting for life amidst the ongoing and festering mire of The Fall.

His realm, His Being . . . is utter pure crystalline jasper-like translucent--yet full of life to the extreme--compared to the wallow of ourselves and this world in the fallen state.

Words fail.  BUT, yet God provided in His Word various poetic descriptions, which evoke within our image-bearing "dna" a sense . . . of what and Who it is that we are longing and striving for.

Yes, sometimes one must wax "poetic" and semi-metaphorical, in the attempt to appreciate and describe and assay the conveyance of visionary gift from God Almighty.  

Many a follower, believer, martyr, seeker/pilgrim of and along The Way has known this and shared it amongst the others of the same.  For ages now, He has Spoken and maintained a continual remnant. 

Some have gone down in the annuls of worldly records.  Many others have experienced it quietly, stoically, spiritually, mostly alone, unknown, un-renowned (but for the cheering GOOD angels in Heaven, who, as messengers and watchers, acknowledge and report and glory in God's munificence toward His lowly, yet wondrous, blessed creatures.

The dividing line is getting quite stark.  It's loin girding time.  (Well, it always is, BUT especially now :)

 There are only one of two ways to go.

Everybody, deep down knows this.  The Spirit convicts.  There is no excuse.  BUT those who willingly accept the seared conscience, cold heart, that has nearly fully encapsulated the world, will be called to account for their heart's desires.

Desire GOD?

Or desire self and rebellion against God more, for fleeting (futile) gain? 

Clarion call is blaring, I dare say.  

It always is, always has been, but, strangely for us right now, we happen to be in a time when prophecies are coming to a head.  

We are no better than any others through the ages for happening (by God's design) to exist in such a time.  Nevertheless, here we are, and we have been apprised to read the signs of the times.

We've been in the "fast moving waters" for a good stretch now.

We're about to hit the waterfall.

This world and it's self-glorifying seductive revelry is but a paltry speck against the VAST reality of eternity and the judgment ascribed.

THANK GOD for THE LAMB OF GOD.  The deleterious wiles of the deceiver are not worth an ounce of spit.  DO NOT BE FOOLED!

It is appointed for each to die.  No matter all of their wicked attempts and diversions to induce a sense of infallibility, DO NOT BE DECEIVED! 

The devil is out prowling, devouring as many as fast as he can.  For he is relegated to conscribing as many as he can for his own horrific realm (of Hell),

Reject.  Resist.  Fight the Good Fight to your appointed end.  THEN PRAISE GOD!  FOREVER! 



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