Let your roots grow down into him, and let your lives be built on him. Then your faith will grow strong in the truth you were taught, and you will overflow with thankfulness.
Truly, truly, I say to you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains alone; but if it dies, it bears much fruit.
John 12:24 (ESV)
I bless us to seek and find the joy of the LORD and His strength rising in us in prayer and worship, as we rejoice in the Lord and His abounding grace for us. I bless us to stand still in absolute awe of God’s bountiful and merciful gifts to us and to sing of His great love for us. I bless us to arise and shine in the light of God’s love, grace and truth – Jesus working in us, for us and through us.
I bless us to see how the once bitter seeds of the law of Moses sown into us as children are now breaking open unto sweet eternal abundant and abiding life in Christ Jesus and His all-sufficient sacrifice at the Cross for us. I bless the LORD to show us how all the fires of suffering and loss have only carried His gifts of new life to us.
I bless us to see Christ’s all-sufficient sacrifice reflected in our deeper rooting in His love through the fires of His jealous love. I bless us to see how God has repeatedly called forth a flooding of His Holy Spirit power in our weakness through these very fires to yield an abiding and abundant harvest in and through us .
I bless us to see and thank God for turning the law of Moses that once accused us into the sweet honey of His living and active Word, in Christ’s sacrifice for us. I bless us to see and praise God for giving us over to death for Jesus’ sake, so that his life might now be revealed in our mortal body, as death at work in us yields life forothers.
Harvest in Righteousness
Guard thy heart My child Let not one bitter accusation In thought or deed Take root and Thistles reap.
Oh yes My dear Pierce it does Just as My crown of thorns But even then Draw near.
Let each thorn Beckon to you "come" Pour all out That not one bitter word Root where tender Heart resides.
Come, I'll soothe And bind and balm For, this wound I have inflicted Is not sent to harm you But to heal you.
Now receive Each and every Seed of Moses No longer in condemnation At the feet of man But buried in the good soil Of My heart for you As life abundant.
In the dying Of each bitter seed of wheat Behold my love and mercy Now turn Your every Bitter Into sweet.
See each Promise You have clung to Now no longer Hope deferred remain But in My death And resurrection Bountiful desires Manifest.
Not eye for eye And tooth for tooth But love so strong Each seed of Moses Be broken, bled My blood for you
In undeserved mercy Pouring.
Behold now In death's shadow Your idols are no more For taking up your Cross To rest in Me You see by faith And not by sight My broken Body Now made whole.
Behold now In the dying To your old A tree of life In love's jealous fires Awaking.
Strongly rooted Through desert fires Rising up to new life In the Spirit's flooding See Eden teeming With fruit for food And leaves For tender healing.
Grace upon grace In the fullness Of My love For My blessed Body Watch Me Now every month A bountiful crop Harvest in righteousness.
Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a desire fulfilled is a tree of life. Whoever despises the word brings destruction on himself, but he who reveres the commandment will be rewarded.
Proverbs 13:12-13 (ESV)
The fruit of the righteous is a tree of life, And one who is wise gains souls.
7 But we have this treasure in jars of clay, to show that the surpassing power belongs to God and not to us. 8 We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not driven to despair; 9 persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed; 10 always carrying in the body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be manifested in our bodies. 11 For we who live are always being given over to death for Jesus’ sake, so that the life of Jesus also may be manifested in our mortal flesh. 12 So death is at work in us, but life in you.
2 Corinthians 4:7-12 ESV
I bless us to deep down know that our true life is hidden with Christ in God. I bless us to see how we have lost and are losing our life for Jesus to find it. I bless us to see how we have lost and are losing the world’s affections, are being emptied of all our fleshly desires and are rising up in the affections and pure delight of our God alone.
I bless us to see how we have followed and are following in the footsteps of our Savior by making ourselves nothing in taking the very nature of a servant. I bless us to see how His humility has grown and is growing in us, and how He has and still is compelling us to humble ourselves, even unto death, for the joy set before us: salvation and deliverance in Jesus’ Name not just for us, but many many more. I bless all our places of deep loss, pain and anguish to overflow with the hope of glory and the joy of our LORD Jesus Christ.
I bless us to daily experience afresh the truth that Christ Jesus dwells inside of us in all His fullness. I bless us to deep down know that we have been crucified with Christ and that it is no longer we who live, but Christ who lives in us. I bless us to acknowledge God in all our ways, to recognize, embrace and intimately know and discern His presence in our thoughts, our feelings and our actions, and in His sovereign directing of our paths. I bless us to know that though we may make our plans, it is ultimately God who determines our steps.
I bless us to embody the truth that the life we now live in these earthly bodies, we live by faith, not in ourselves, but in the Son of God who loved us and gave Himself for us.I bless us to rest in the beautiful and freeing truth that Christ Jesus gave Himself as a ransom for all, a testimony at the proper time.
Gather, You tell me Gather, my broken dreams? Gather, my heart broke in two? Gather, all I've poured and emptied out? Gather, here my broken self?
What do I gather? When all I have is broken Shattered? Mara, she said to call her Mara is the word I'd choose A bitter hand dealt.
Gather, You tell me Gather, Your tears here for me wept? Gather, Your heart here broke for me? Gather, all You've poured and emptied? Gather, Word made flesh?
It's then I see You There beside me strong Hand in mine Walking to the Cross
Your Body broken Shame and mocking On You laid Pierced and bled in pain In the tomb You lay.
Till Your heavens Darkness rent Curtain raised, Now in two I hear You rip.
Christ, You raise My broken life In the breaking Of Your Body From the tomb New life unwrap.
Your songs releasing Now my human soul Awakening Your Living Word Declaring me Whole.
Embraced in love Steeled in truth Sent in Grace's Own true Breath Into Your world That's yearning For You:
I AM mercy's hands And mercy's feet.
Broken, You make beautiful Dark, You shine my night to Light Tears, You cup and pour to Joy aflame Fear, You still in Perfect Peace My feet, On righteous path You tread Sure and steadfast Held.
Gather, You tell me. YES I shall gather These tears You wept This heart You broke All You've poured And emptied out of me Your jar of clay I shall now receive:
The Word Made flesh.
Garden of My Lord Enclosed and sealed For a time such as this Your spring has broken Your fountains I hear Crashing, pouring.
For, Your love and mercy You've gathered Now to rush and pour Into Your waiting world Through jars of clay
For Your own delight In all.
For, wondrous Are Your works My soul knows it Very well.
Praise You, Jesus!
Today, I would also love to bless you with a prophetic Word God spoke to my own heart recently that I pray speaks to and encourages you, His Holy Temple, too:
Slow to lean in and listen. Don’t be afraid of the silence: seek it and delight in it. I haven’t come to condemn you or to rush you through it, but to savor your presence with Me and to share My secrets with you: to make you laugh and cry and sing with joy. I have come to give you life and life abundant. I am not like man that I should lie to you.
Feel the earth beneath your feet, the leaves crunching, the wind brushing your face, the new day’s light gently resting upon your face and awakening you to my touch. Hear your pure white dress swooshing, your heart beating in unison with Mine.
Feel safe with Me, as you walk into each page of My choosing for you: knowing each moment, even the hard ones I gift you, are good and true and breathing life and love into you, as I lift off each heavy weight of this world to make that hard moment one of delight and rejoicing.
See and feel the golden chord of hope resting upon each page of your story and heart, as with each page I turn, I reveal more of My heart and story to you. I have got you covered by my mercy, sweet child of mine.
This is a new season of unfolding now with ease. Feel my hand rest upon your head and my smile of pride rest upon you, the work of my hands. I am well pleased with you, my daughter. I am drawing you away with me again because I like being with you. I like hearing your voice. I love it when you feel safe enough with me to share the tiniest of shifts in your heart with me.
I love it that you are editing posts with joy in the growth I have brought. I love it you are no longer ashamed of what you didn’t see or worried you might have pushed people in the wrong direction. I love it that you are rejoicing in My discipline of and My grace for you and others.
I love it that you are learning not to rush through into what you see needs doing. I love it that you are beginning to embrace my quiet promptings to wait and slow and let Me move you into deeds of love flowing from my heart in you and for you, as I transform your “I must do” into “I get to” and “Oh how I love to”.
I love it that you are releasing yourself and others into My sovereign care and completion, believing that I have already righted all wrongs and healed all hearts, including your own. I love it that You are inviting me into your struggles and letting me untangle the mess and reveal My blessed heart beating inside of you, over and over again. I love it that you are Velveteen-rabbit-real with me, just as I am with you too.
Remember that vision with your Mama in the forest, how she turned around to smile at you but then turned back to run after Me? Remember how I showed you how happy she was with me, now walking with me on the beach, her happy place, hand in hand with Me? I am taking you there too, precious one. Do you see how you too are glancing back to invite others in, but then turning toward me to go after me with your whole heart? I delight in Your delight in Me.