My Heart Burns for You

My Heart Burns for You

Psalm 126 “When the Lord turned again the captivity of Zion, we were like them that dream. Then was our mouth filled with laughter, and our tongue with singing: then said they among the heathen, The Lord hath done great things for them. The Lord hath done great things for us; whereof we are glad. Turn again our captivity, O Lord, as the streams in the south. They that sow in tears shall reap in joy. He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.”

Beloved,

He is a Lamp unto your feet. He overwhelms you in the midst of your chaos; when the storms rage He comes to you, speaking peace be still. There is Glory in the air, that comes from the worship generated by thousands upon thousands of believers that gathered over the weekend. This is a world-wide impact, the worship no matter what church or denomination, has rose to the Father and filled Him with love from sons and daughters that call Him God, their Father. There is no other but Him. Birthed in the breath of God so many years ago, but we are still moving forward, being restored from the fall, that moment when our grandfather Adam sinned.

It is impossible to see in the flesh the million believers that gathered to praise our Lord over the weekend, but they were there none the less. The Word of God was being preached and taught, releasing promises that are yes and amen. The broken received healing, the blind received their sight, and the deaf were able to hear again. The level of faith needed to walk in the Father’s will, is that which call us to believe that Jesus is His Son and the Holy Spirit is our counselor. Days may pass, but our faith never dies. It may grow weak, but He is our strength. We may mourn for the night, but Joy comes in the morning. Some gathered over the weekend, to just see old friends or to be surrounded by people after having been isolated for the week or month or longer.

But found God instead, through the love of His Bride who He calls Beloved. We are the Light that has been cast upon a dark world. Generations have come and gone, and Joy and Tragedy continues to run its course, but the believer is steadfast in believing that every Word of the Bible is God breathed. There are pleasures ever more found in God, as His sons and daughters, we have access to that wonderful and holy place. The temple within the frame of our body, is established on the Rock. and come storm or winds or rain, it will endure. It really is all about His presence, so here is a blessing to those pastors, priests, ministers, reverends, and teachers.

God, you are the light to those struggling with the darkness in their area, their region. You God without fail, pour out the strength needed to be victorious and over-comers. You bring healing to their hearts when they question, “Did I do the right thing today?” as they sometimes doubt their relationship with the Bride that gathers in their building. Bring the realization that the Church is not stone, sticks or bricks, but the people, the children that gather. There is one that is the roof, and another that is a wall, and others are the pews or seats, and many more become the worshipers that bring Jesus near. For it is His promise to draw near to you when you draw near to Him. Fail not to know that God is always with you and will never leave you. There will be days, where many struggle, but God has overcome the world, and you are a participant in the Cross and Resurrection. You leaders are the Peter(s) and the Paul(s) and the Timothy(s). Be blessed today, and know that Sunday is on the way, and you will be suited in the Armor of God; Angels will dress you with the Helmet of Salvation, the Breastplate of Righteousness, the Belt of Truth, the Feet of readiness (the Gospel), carrying the Shield of Faith, and forging a path with the Sword of the Spirit, that beautiful Word that became Flesh.

Know that the Word given in Psalm 126 is yours, “He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.” Lord bless our pastors.