Truths, each truth…I’m talking about the real kind of pure truth that comes from above, they are like doors that enter us into a higher realm that leads to life. Life being eternal, the greatness of it is when you are able to live and move in eternity while you are here on earth in the physical realm. Amazing.
One of the greatest discovery that a human can come across is meeting up with their creator. Most awesome!
The reality that an unseen all powerful, all present, all knowing creator can somehow communicate with the seen creation, this in itself is amazing. So simple, yet some can not see. To see is to be healed of blindness of the soul.
Waiting is one of the longest test path that those who follow Christ must go through. In the narrow path waiting transforms us to Gods ways and will. It builds patience and godly character. Let the works of WAITING even though the weight seems unbearable, transform you into His likeness.
Maturity, completeness, and perfection.
“The earth is the LORD’s, and all its fullness, The world and those who dwell therein.
For He has founded it upon the seas, And established it upon the waters.
Who may ascend into the hill of the LORD? Or who may stand in His holy place? He who has clean hands and a pure heart, Who has not lifted up his soul to an idol, Nor sworn deceitfully. He shall receive blessing from the LORD, And righteousness from the God of his salvation.
This is Jacob, the generation of those who seek Him, Who seek Your face. Selah
Lift up your heads, O you gates! And be lifted up, you everlasting doors! And the King of glory shall come in. Who is this King of glory? The LORD strong and mighty, The LORD mighty in battle. Lift up your heads, O you gates! Lift up, you everlasting doors
And the King of glory shall come in. Who is this King of glory? The LORD of hosts, He is the King of glory. Selah”
Psalms 24:1-10 NKJV
Walking towards the double front door Dearest sees her husband staring at a box in front of the sliding rod iron gate of simple vertical lines about five inches apart. The gate had been slightly open for one human being to be able to walk out comfortably.
She had wondered, ‘what could that be? Was it a puppy, a litter of kittens, or , oh no, a baby?’ She shouts to him, “just open one flap and look.” Heir bends over and opens the box and this was what was in it.
Two days ago while in the waiting mode. Waiting for further instructions from the Lord.
Heir was washing the soft champagne four door pickup that he cared for meticulously and it looked brand new. He was on the driveway facing towards the front of the house. Dearest, sitting on the soft golden yellow cushioned sofa frame of modern lines out of dark teak wood looking at Heir her husband, cleaning the truck.
It was late afternoon and the sun was slowly turning orange a sign it was time to close the doors and window.
Heir at the front gate staring at a box. They heard no sounds of cars or even a person. It had been only seconds that either husband, wife, nor dog would even have missed seeing a box being delivered.
It was on the 22 of May that a friend had received Psalm 24 and saw the ancient gate of heaven over our country being opened.
Two days ago in the waiting stage as now a way of life, had brought to us to rest, rest in God. Not saying that the flesh and soul wasn’t trying to do its own thing, it was, but obedience to a loving God was easy.