Touch the hand
Psalm 86:11–17 “Teach me thy way, O Lord; I will walk in thy truth: unite my heart to fear thy name. I will praise thee, O Lord my God, with all my heart: and I will glorify thy name for evermore. For great is thy mercy toward me: and thou hast delivered my soul from the lowest hell.
O God, the proud are risen against me, and the assemblies of violent men have sought after my soul; and have not set thee before them. But thou, O Lord, art a God full of compassion, and gracious, long suffering, and plenteous in mercy and truth.
O turn unto me, and have mercy upon me; give thy strength unto thy servant, and save the son of thine handmaid. Shew me a token for good; that they which hate me may see it, and be ashamed: because thou, Lord, hast holden me, and comforted me.”
Beloved,
Isn’t it wonderful, this love of God, poured out since the beginning. In the Garden, that place of content and beauty, created for our pleasure. It is a place of peace and joy, where laughter comes easy and love is the only language spoken. It is a Spiritual awakening to know the heart of God, to have blind eyes opened and ears that would hear the voice of God. Do not hide in your shame, for He sent His Son Jesus to remove such things. You are to walk this land as if in Eden, this Kingdom of God where the fruit of every tree will nourish and set your temple on a firm foundation.
There is glory that rises like the morning sun, in its illumination your eyes will not be dimmed, but brought out of the caverns where things have been hidden for too long. Trust in the Lord, lean not on your own understanding. Quench your thirst in the brook that bubbles out of the ground before you, for its tributaries run deep and the orifices have been abated until now. The water sees your thirst and says come and drink, for it is a living thing. Turn your Hearts to Jesus this day, fix your eyes on a Cross still stained with His Blood. Look at the ground beneath and see the torn flesh left rotting that fell from His body.
But be not dismayed, He has overcome the grave and His Love surmounts the highest obstacles in your life. Today, beloved turn your heart to hear the Lord’s voice. You are being called to remember the orphans, the fatherless, and the widows. They stand on every street corner, holding out hands that are empty. But you carry the reserve, the water that has been established before time began. It is the same river that flowed through Eden, and is now flowing through the cities. For prayer has been offered and the harvest has come. The trees provide nourishment in the fruit that hangs heavy upon its branches.
Thank God for this and let your faith be engaged in the work of Jesus, the hope of the nations. He came that frail arms and legs might be strengthened; that hope would not ever fail again, but always excite and stagger the imagination at the work of His hands in this day and this time. Do not hesitate to walk out the call on your life, the time is now and not tomorrow. Nations are trembling in the wake of His presence, and you carry the keys to prison cells. Release those in captivity, raise up the others that have been waiting for such a time as this. We are corporate, a body of Christ, the Bride realized in all her beauty.
Touch the hand next to you, he or she will never be the same.
