Heir of God

So you have not received a spirit that makes you fearful slaves. Instead, you received God's Spirit when He adopted you as His own children. Now we call Him, "Abba, Father." For His Spirit joins with our spirit to affirm that we are God's children. And since we are His children, we are His heirs. In fact, together with Christ we are heirs of God's glory. But if we are to share his glory, we must also share His suffering. (Romans 8:15-17 / NLT)

Each sentence in the scriptures above is filled with so much knowledge that you could spend weeks marveling at the revelations that Holy Spirit would unfold as you meditated on them. Although, there is the mentioning of sharing in the suffering of Christ as also sharing in His glory I would like to address something other than the glory that we as heirs-children of God have inherited and that is “faith.”

Since the writing of my last blog entry the LORD has been relentless in speaking to me in regards to my faith. For the first time ever I have almost completed the reading of 3 entire books in a week’s time that are true stories of some amazing people in our day and time who stepped out on faith with hardly anything to their names accept the belief that they had heard from God and the things that they accomplished were unfathomable. They all suffered in the undertaking of their obedience to God and without a doubt not only did they share in His glory upon this earth but will share in the greater glory that’s too come. Mind you I know that we should not compare ourselves amongst ourselves but as I read their stories I saw my own situation as being very minute yet here was God breaking in day by day speaking to me to not only keep the faith but build up my faith, hold on to my faith, and stand by faith.

What I clearly see now is that God has been “lifting up a standard” against the enemy. Day after day it seems as if I have been in a continuous personal battle and at times felt as though I would suffer defeat. In my obedience to God when told to “re-dig the wells of my salvation" I began to feel a refreshing within my spirit as though living waters were stirring once again. But no sooner than I would experience it I would be hit harder by the enemy. Not only was I being hit but I began to hear from other friends and family members of their troubles with some experiencing sickness-disease, and even the unexpected death of a friend’s close family member. As I contemplated these occurrences and what was taking place with the relentlessness of God and the issue of faith the Lord spoke to me about the war that was taking place with us.

Onslaught, intruder, and invasion were the words that He spoke to me about the attack of the enemy. None of those words were spoken frivolously. God spoke them strongly and I knew that I was not to take them lightly. That which has been happening to me has in fact been a relentless onslaught of the enemy against my mind and my faith in God and His ability to honor His WORD when it comes to ME personally. This rigorous onslaught by the intruder-enemy was an attempt for total invasion of my mind, will, and my emotions which if successful would have led to his robbing me of my inheritance. BUT GOD!!!!!! In lifting up the standard of faith, He enabled to me see and reminded me of the fact that I am an “heir.” Because of the death of Jesus I not only inherited the glory but His Holy Spirit, His WORD, His blood, His name, His righteousness, His faith, His authority and power but that which blessed me the most was the truth that I inherited GOD. God dwells in me and I dwell in Him. When that refreshing revelation began to sink in a holy indignation arose and I began to pray for one of my friends in particular who has entered a battle with a certain (intruder) disease. My thoughts were hold up (as my New Orleans daughter-in-love would say) this invasion of doubt, unbelief, lack, and some others intruders that have attempted to afflict me and the invasion of the disease that is attempting to afflict my friend are unwelcome intruders and as God is my / our inheritance. He alone should be the one doing the invading. So, I have decided to enter into the relentlessness of God and take my stand in hot pursuit against every intruder and rigorously make use of that which Jesus died and left me as my inheritance. For just as with father Abraham who believed God and it was accounted to him as righteousness so shall I. May my precious Gathering sons and daughters stand up, shake off the dust, pick up that which has been given you thru the death of Jesus and let us dare not call God a liar. His covenant-the will has been sealed by the blood of the Lamb and the one with whom we are joint-heirs with has said…."Fear not, little flock, for it is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom.

~Even if it be so....our God is able to deliver~

 Until He Returns

BAH / Timbra

Re- Digging the Wells

This journey to Kansas is proving to be quite an adventure and honestly not one that neither my flesh nor my soul is presently enjoying but my spirit man is proving to be quite valiant.  If you recall from an earlier writing (Joy Fears –Dec 24, 2010) the Lord spoke of my having an area of fear and since that time I have come to see that I have several areas of deep rooted fear. One in particular, is in believing that God really desires to cause the latter years of my life to be the best years of my life. Putting it in those terms is my way of not disclosing what He has truly said that He wants to bring and do for me. To be very open I struggled recently even repeating something back to God that He wanted me to say not that I refused to say it out of rebellion it was more out of “FEAR” that it just could not possibly be true. I suppose that at that moment it would appear that my actions were like that as Zechariah when the Lord told him that he and Elizabeth would soon have a son but Jesus was surely interceding for me and God’s response to my present behavior was a scripture reminding me that what was impossible with man was not impossible with Him (Mark 10:27). So, I graciously took on the mind of Mary and the promise is now as a babe in the womb of my heart and awaits its manifestation according to God’s timing.  Now you would think that with this taking place that I would have been off running to share my good news as Mary did…BUT…oh NO…this occurrence was used of God to draw my attention to something that God wanted to reveal that has taken place in my heart over the years.

I heard the words “unclog” the wells of your salvation. As I waited upon the Lord for further clarification He reminded me of the time when Isaac had to re-dig the wells of his father, Abraham, after they had been filled up with dirt by the Philistines.  In this analogy the Lord spoke and said that over the years I have allowed frustrations, difficulties, hurts, disappointments, deferred hope, and more to subtly fill up areas of my heart and they in fact were the cause of my struggle with doubt and unbelief when it comes to “me” (how often I have even said to God that He answers my prayers for others but somehow the personal ones for me seem to not get any results-now I see why).  This was the root of why I struggled to repeat that which the Lord wanted me to believe earlier because it clearly seemed too wonderful for me. I was willing to settle for living the remainder of my life serving the Lord and delighting in bringing Him pleasure. This sounds all well and good yet here I was denying God an opportunity to be pleased by doing something pleasurable for me. I was reminded of how during the early years of my salvation there was nothing that God would say or tell me to do that I wouldn’t hesitate to do or say. I devoured His word during that time for hours and I loved spending hours reading of the lives of such saints as William Seymour, Kathryn Kuhlman, John G. Lake, and my favorite was Smith Wigglesworth.  I would pray for hours and ask God to let me do great things like these guys and once I even pulled an Ezekiel (I will not say which one) but it worked.  God’s word was girl…unclog your wells of salvation for these are the things that fueled your faith. You believed me for anything no matter what anyone would say or think. Go back to your wells and remove those things that are hindering you…return and drink again from those writings and pump those wells. So, I obeyed and decided to go and visit my favorite, Mr. Wigglesworth, and what’s the first thing that I find in the first chapter of one of his books….Mark 10:27, for with man it is impossible but not with God, for with God all things are possible. Not only am I unclogging my wells but I am anticipating a visit from my Jesus who will come sit at my well and ask me for a drink of water and when He does I will oblige as well as receive from Him….

“That which seems impossible and too wonderful for me to believe”