Forget not Righteousness

Righteousness, why have they forsaken you.

Why have the children of God forsaken the ways of their Father?
Why has justice been abandoned on the city streets?
They chose the ways of Egypt and Babel rather than you.
They honor the flesh above the Spirit, idols over their God.
A coward is honored among them, and a fool treated like a king.
Look at them, swayed to and fro by every deceiving spirit under the sun.
A powerless generation, they’ve forgotten the strength of their King.

Lift up your eyes oh children and look into the eyes of Eternity.
Seek out the ways of your Father, cling to the grace of the King.
Let go of the man you’ve held onto, embrace the God that He’s called you to Be.

The Dance of the Ages

Come with me and let us witness the dance of the ages

There she is, clothed in splendor and Majesty, the cosmos as her wedding gown
There she is, wide-eyed, awaiting her beloved to come to her down the aisle of promise
Her heart leaps as a prancing child in a field of lilies thinking of the day of Paradise with her Beloved.

Watch as they dance in the fields of Eternity in perfect grace, Beauty emanating from their every step
Watch as the flow of the Bride’s dress twirls through Eternity, galaxies, planets, nebulas coming about
Time is their canvas, Eternity their playground.

Behold the radiance of the King of Kings as He approaches His beloved
Behold the bridegroom’s passion as His gaze is fixed upon Her, His eyes a vehement flame
He is lost in the beauty of His Beloved, single-eyed, an entire kingdom behind Him, a gift laid at the feet of His Eternal Friend.

An army surrounds them, the host of heaven, singing a most beautiful song, inutterable in human tongue.
The host bows before them, all of heavens eyes fixed on them.

Come! Watch! Heavens’ greatest masterpiece, two become One!

The Tenacity of Faith

I remember a time when I was at UCSB. I woke up with a sore throat. One of the worst sore throats, if not the worst, I have ever had. I tried eating cereal but it hurt so bad that I was only able to eat a couple of spoonfuls. I decided to go buy soup instead. Still hurt like a mother. I decided to pray for healing over myself. At first it didn’t feel like there was much of a difference, but then I decided that I was over the BS. I told God that I refused to believe that he wasn’t going to heal me, that He was too good to not heal me. After about a few minutes of prayer I left the building and I tried eating the soup again, and lo and behold I was healed.

Faith is tenacious by nature. It refuses to believe any lie that may come against the truth of the goodness of God. It refuses to believe that our Father, a good Father, THE BEST FATHER, will not keep his words and fulfill His promises. If He said that by His stripes we were healed, than by God I am most definitely healed. I will not allow my circumstances to determine what I believe about God, but we must allow our faith to determine our circumstances.
Let’s think about some of the ancients in the scriptures. Jacob is a prime example. He met the angel of the Lord and wrestled with Him until he received his blessing, even if it was at the expense his hip (a sign of the flesh). He refused to leave God alone until He gave him his blessing, knowing that He was the only one that could change his circumstances when everything around seemed to be going to shit. What did he get? A new identity, the name Israel, meaning “Prince of God,” or, “A man who has seen God.” He was forever branded by this act, taking on the name of God unto himself. Once a supplanter, now a prince. How? By faith. Because he refused to believe less of God than He had known Him to be.

Or let’s take Elisha for example. Homeboy followed Elijah forever, even though he had told him to leave him alone. Even when the other prophets told him that Elijah was to be taken up to heaven, he refused to leave him be. He wanted the blessing, the double portion. He was tenacious, and he was willing to go against what seemed to be wisdom to others to get his reward. Because of this Elijah blessed him with a double portion of his spirit.

Let’s move on to the Syrophoenician woman. She comes up to Jesus asking Him to heal her daughter who was severely demonized. What did He do? He completely blew her off! But homegirl wasn’t discouraged, her mind was made up, her daughter was going to get healed! She goes up to him again and He tells her, “why should I take the children’s food and give it to the dogs,” to which she responded, “even the dogs eat the crumbs that fall from the master’s table.” She was humble, but she was persistent, she was tenacious, and because she refused to believe that Jesus wouldn’t heal her daughter, she was able to tap into the promise of a covenant that she wasn’t even a part of, thus receiving deliverance for her daughter.

You see, faith doesn’t play games. It is completely convinced, completely assured of the goodness of God. That is how I will live, how I will operate, out of complete assurance of God’s goodness over my life, and over that of others. I will be one, “of whom the world was not worthy of,” for, “anything not done in faith is sin,” and that is not a part of who I am.

I’ll end with this… it’s a quote that a good friend deposited in my inner being today.

“Faith is the roaring lion within.”
-HS

Much Love and Blessings!