LETTER – 2005-I
"Be still, and know that I am God."
We are still, and wait here in the darkness until You come and shed Your light upon us.
We are still, and wait here in the silence until You come and sit awhile with us.
We are still, and wait here in Your presence as Your words impart life to us.
We are still, and wait here in the silence until we are lost in You.
When we are lost in Him we no longer look upon our "self." He takes us upon the wings of His Spirit to the place where the lost, the unwanted, the unclean, and the unloved, dwell. He allows us to hear their crying and moaning and pleading. He lets us see their sin and feel their shame, their guilt, their helplessness ... their need for love and forgiveness and cleansing. He takes us to the place where the poor, the sick, the bereaved, the elderly, and the dying, dwell. He lets us see their poverty and feel their hunger. He lets us feel their pain, their sorrow, their loneliness, their fear. He lets us watch their tears ... tears which never seem to dry. He lets us hear their prayers for help, for deliverance, for peace, for strength and courage.
Our Father does not wish to depress us; He wants to show us that mankind is crying out in great agony, anxiously awaiting the manifestation of the Sons of God. He wants to stir our spirit, our emotions, arid our determination to embrace these souls pulling them to our heart that we might make intercession for them sending forth the Spirit of Him that dwells in us to overshadow them, to enlighten them ... placing them in the hands of our Father ... to see His perfect will fulfilled in them.
Our Father tells us to be still. It is in the stillness of His presence that we are safe from all the religious chatter and clutter of the hour. Ah, the stillness of His presence ... that is the Holy Place where we find the Manna of Life upon the altar of the most High. It is in the stillness of His presence that we receive His Holy Word: Not a dead letter written upon the pages of a book, but the Word of Life written by the hand of the Spirit upon the hearts of living epistles. Then, He binds us together as one, in preparation for the hour when He sends us forth to be known and read by all that the Father has made.
It is in the silence of His presence that the warfare between our spirit and the
We are still, and wait in the aloneness, until our Father comes and takes our spirit to a special place within His House of many dwelling places. In this special place our Father allows us to have glimpses of times past
In my spirit I see another very special dwelling place in our Father's House, the inhabitants of which are clothed in pure white garments that are gathered at the waist with a crimson cord. Around their neck is a golden chain with a ruby stone. Ir their arms they carry a wooden cross and beautiful red roses. Their faces shine with the light of life. They are the followers of the Lamb ... they are the martyrs for Jesus. They are truly the Father's precious jewels. And in this special dwelling place of Living Sacrifices they sing their song of victory over death ... they sing their song of praise to the Lamb of all
To be still, and wait in His presence is one of the greatest acts of praise and worship. To be alone with the Father is a reality beyond the comprehension of the worldly, the religious, and often the spiritual. To know Him as the beginning of all things, the life of all things, and the fulfillment of all things, is one of the keys that will open the door to the unseen realm ... the eternal realm. Such knowledge is the revelation of the Kingdom of God within the earth that we are ... it is the pathway to the power of an endless life. Oh! What matchless love and mercy and grace for all mankind, for all creation, is hidden in the sacred words of the most High: "Be still, and know that I am God."
In the deep silence of the soul, the "still small voice" is heard. Hallelujah!