Even abortion was nailed to the Cross
Exodus 16:7 “And in the morning, then ye shall see the glory of the Lord; for that he heareth your murmurings against the Lord: and what are we, that ye murmur against us?”
Psalm 33:4,5 “For the word of the Lord is right; and all his works are done in truth. He loveth righteousness and judgment: the earth is full of the goodness of the Lord.”
Beloved,
We ask for a wave of God’s glory in this day and time. Like the seas cover the depths of the oceans, so will this Glory overtake us, and reimagine us in the image of God. We are transformed by this hope in the Lord, to be like Him and to be His instrument of love on an earth that is suffering great pain. It is the mercy in Jesus, that unfathomable joy from the Cross, that calls us to His side. To be like John standing with Christ’s mother at the foot of the Cross, knowing that this is not the end. It is in our worship, those words of praise that break through the dark coverings seeking to restrain us, but only antagonizes us to pull the Kingdom of God down to earth. His Kingdom come is a belief in the undeniable strength of God, knowing that He will move heaven and earth for His glory.
Jerusalem calls us to her side, invoking the desire to pray boldly for its redemption. We say breath of God, exhale upon this nation and ours. Allow your Spirit to reign fully within our city streets and country byways. From Israel comes a redeemer that lifts us up and places our feet on higher ground. There is a road by which we must walk to freedom, and it crosses over wooden beams covered in sanctifying blood. Though this instrument of death two-thousand years ago killed our Lord, it was not the end of the story. We set our affections on this Lamb of God, pure and innocent. Even abortion was nailed to that Cross, and we must believe for the children in the womb, each and every one. For like the tomb housed the body of our King, it was three days and then the stone was tossed aside by a simple exhale, that Holy Spirit.
We cry out for mercy in Zion, which is not just a geographical location, but a mountain moved by the strength of God, and is housed within our hearts. That throne occupies a temple of flesh, which has been made holy with His son’s blood. Though what we see with our earthly eyes, entire regions of our nation allowing child sacrifice. And the darkness celebrates their demise. But this false peace will be short lived. Our children will rise on the wings of our King. We must recognize the faith inside of us, to bring this senseless slaughter to an end. Our prayers change the course of mighty rivers, and our praise brings the Lord Glory in the midst of these things. But there is a sacrifice required. To lay down one’s own life and will, in the presence of the Lord, will bring about the heart’s out cry.
Every child is intended. Every child has purpose. From the moment of Adam, life was the gift of the Father. The accuser is allowed to run the face of our world, destroying what he can. But his time is short. It requires of us a purpose of prayer, of constant intercession for the innocent. We as the sons and daughters of the most high God, must cry out and be heard. Our battle is not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. For some it has been a while since you covered yourself in the armor of God for such a task. Once dressed for battle, our prayers become arrows and pierce the fabric of time, breaking free of mortal thoughts. Finally, the heart is allowed to reign, encompassing the weight of Heaven, lighting up the Kingdom, that cannot be shaken, in the Name of Jesus. God is for us, and not against us.
Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand. A cry will come from Zion, “Save our children Lord.” The Exodus is coming . . .
