your sons and daughters prochecy

this is something I found that I wrote in the night out in a cabin in bc years before I was aved. I was shocked when I read it and i know it came from the Lord because this was years before I was exposed to Christianity.

Though the sun doth shine on all of creation

not through the working of hands of men but throught the divine fingers of almighty God the Father of all creation, through blood and dirt under foot comes true creation. The creation the son the son of life who's name is truth

set ou for us through His own pain and anguish

a place among the heavenly partakers of good and peace

rain has begun to drop, the cloud is above and as these good deeds rain on us

as the sun shines we shall not feel the winds of disaster those who find love in there hearts,

faith in the one.

One who through all weather gives us wings for feet and finds fine foods and clean linen inded did find in us whom He loves Himself, not as a reflection but living flesh.

floating above all sinking desires not looking down but towards the colors seen by eyes of life as of eyes of a child. Let all living creation know of one. Let all heaven and earth sing praise of power without greed, mind without independent thought yet one state with one border leaving out all death for Jesus Christ has choose for us life.

So let us choose love with peices of truth as hairs on a head. with feet walking thousands at one speaking tongues of what life knows and understands as the language of angels hears with one ear. let the stealing of towers begin with the leaving of all unholiness.

Let the beggining of wind, snow and ice freeze the tenticles of fog and bring an end to injustice in all. For a few who God in all Holy Glory has set free. Let all go to His own and tell them of notold but current and imagining fires burning a light so calm and understanding overcoming. Flames know ways of displaying change without names. Personal to all a change comes to find life in heights and valleys not for who you are but what you are, let feelings of truth rain free not for fall but as sails gently guiding through waves of blame. for no heart fails who finds leaven of speed sending men to levels of space above time mending senses. Let His name be writing in the means of His will for ours is shaken. HIS NAME IS JESUS CHRIST LET ALL BELEIVE!

walking backwards

I was led to Joshua 4 recently, it is when God told Joshua to build a monument of stones for future generations to remember how the Lord parted the Jordan river and Israel crossed. I started to remember what the Lord has done in my life to draw me to myself and how the love He showed me when I did not yet know Him has been a memorial to remind me who He is and how He looks at me. He loved me as a sinner, how could He not love me now? Also it brought to me memories of dreams I shared with the Lord that at first seemed so close yet now seem so much farther... I remembered the drive to medicine Hat where I was born again and how I saw a cross in the starts that I stared at the whole way there. And in the midst of the emotion of this moment as I was sitting in my car before work today, I wrote these words:

I feel like Im clutching so hard to hold onto a dream that once layed hold of me. An inescapable longing, a breaking desire and a consuming blaze...the first things.
The reminder of the cross in the stars, re-creation from the cross to the stars. these memorial stones are boundaries, not to go back over the Jordan.
A man on fire, I came to burn, and I found myself in you.
How long O Lord until I see the dreams of my heart?

These are the lyrics to a song by Jason Upton:

When you were a child I called you my own
and you were mine
when you were a child you could not stand alone
but you were fine
I want to know that child again
maybe time has changed but love remembers when
you called my name and like the wind I carried you away
seems like only yesterday
when you were a child

Iv been meditating on the early days of being saved and my heart breaks and I hear Him calling me back.

“When Israel was a child, I loved him,
And out of Egypt I called My son.
As they called them,
So they went from them;
They sacrificed to the Baals,
And burned incense to carved images.
“ I taught Ephraim to walk,
Taking them by their arms;
But they did not know that I healed them.
I drew them with gentle cords,
With bands of love,
And I was to them as those who take the yoke from their neck.
I stooped and fed them.
Hosea 11: 1-4


remember

This is a portion of a letter written from a missionary after loosing his wife and three of his children in the cause for Christ, alone and with failing health he wrote this letter to a freind:

No language can express what he has been and is to me. never does He leave me; constantly does he cheer me with His love. He who once wept at the grave of lazarus often now weeps in and with me. he who once on earth rejoiced in the Spirit and said, "Even so Father: for it seemed good in your sight" (Matt 11:26), daily, hourly, rejoices in the Spirit with me, and says so still. His own rest, His own peace, His own joy He gives me. He kisses me with the kisses of His love, which are better than wine. often times I wonder if it is possible for her, who is taken, to have more joy in Hiis presence than he has given me. If He has taken her to heaven, He has also brought heaven heere to me, for he is heaven. there is no night, no gloom, in His presence. In His presence there is "fullness of joy" (Psalms 16:11).

At times He does suffer me to realize all that was, but is not now. at times I can almost hear again the sweet voice of my gracie, feel the presence of little Samuel's head on my bosom. And Noel and His mother-how sweet the recollection, yet how it makes the heart ache!....And then, he who will soon come and wwipe away every tear, comes and takes away all bitterness from them...and fills my heart with deep, true, unutterable gladness. I have not to seek Him now; He never leaves me. At night He smoothes my pillow; in the morning He wakes my heart to his love. "I will be with thee all day long: thou shalt not be alone, nor lonely"

Praise God for those who went before us. Praise God that we are the posterity of such men as this who followed Jesus all the way to the cross. Let us stand in the momentum of these men and women and take the batton that has been handed us in this last leg of history and "run the race with endurance". It is written Jesus set "His face for Jerusalem", where he was to fulfil that for which he came, laying down His life for His own. let us set our faces for the cross and let nothing stop us.

Jesus is heaven.

I just love Hebrews 11 its one of my favorite books in all the bible it is just amazing to me to read about these guys from our past who dreamed and lived and poured out there lives in hopes of a better city, a city that is not going anywhere a country where God is the king. They all died waiting to have what we have and to see the things we see. what is it we see....
what if heaven is not that far away, what if its not some far away place? What if its just behind the veil? just one step away? just one breath away? doesnt what Jesus said make so much more sense that way? doesnt the bible make more sense that way? what if Jesus really meant what He said when He said "the kingdom of God is inside you?" What if it really is that close, what if it really is that accessible? what if all we have to do is close our eyes and believe like a little child, after all Jesus said to enter the kingdom of God you must be like a little child.

Just a little something to chew on
God bless people of God

p.s. I also noticed how often the apostles prayed in the epistles ( not to mention Jesus) that we would have our spiritual eyes opened. Like if we could just see into this kingdom we would have no problem rejecting hating the things of this world and we would live only for that kingdom.

Jesus said " I only do what I see my Father do."
and it is testified about Him by the psalmist "I saw the Lord always before my face and always at my right hand that I might not be shaken
Hebrews 11 says moses saw the Lord who was invisible.

Lord Jesus may you open our eyes and hearts to your beauty. As the old hymn says "turn your eyes upon Jesus and the things of this earth grow strangely dim"

back to blogging

Hello whoever!
Ok Louis here again starting my blog back up again. I just have so much on my heart i just have to share it and since I dont know where to start im just going to break it up into small messages each time I write. And just maybe someone will come on a check it out!

So heres a recent meditation: Spirit upon us or Spirit in us

I always had this suspicion there were two kinds of annointings, like an inward one and an outward one, but I couldnt proove this scripturally apart from Where Jesus talks about those who did sighns and wonders and prophecied but He said to them "I never knew you". They had an annointing for ministry no doubt but still missed Jesus.
I realized to be empowered into ministry you must be "clothed with power from on high", just as the apostles were told by the Lord. Jesus Himself started His ministry after the Holy Spirit came upon Him, and He would come upon Him for healing as well as we read later in the gospels, so that is outward, like wearing the ability of God to do the impossible.
Yet we are also told "be filled with the Holy Spirit" to be filled must be inward its not possible to fill the outside of something. 1 John talks about an inward annointing that teaches us all things. So I realized that the outward annointing can be present without the inward annointing. For example you can go out and do annointed ministry and go home feeling empty inside.
One thing i do know is that our inward annointing is based on our relationship to our Father. Someone who is filled with the Holy Spirit loves. period. Thats the mark of someone filled with the Spirit. We dont just get filled once we gotta keep getting filled with His love and keep that lamp burning!

Its not ok

Does anyone care about Gods heart? Do we care at all anymore about how the Lord feels? We miss our devotional time or we ignore God sometimes all day. Were told if we dont spend time with God we wont grow or we wont be as blessed. How about spending time with God because He loves us, how about spending time with Jesus because He enjoys it? Do we care anymore about how God feels or is it all about us. Forget about blessing me today Father all I want is to be with you. Forget about my spiritual growth forget about my ministery, all I want is to be with you. I just want to feel your presence, I just want to touch your heart. I love how it sais in acts they ministered unto the Lord. Sometimes I think the only time Im truly honest is when I'm in silence before the Lord, not saying anything and just letting Him look into my heart. Next time were praying and we feel like stopping because we feel satisfied, how about asking Jesus if He is satisfied yet? How about being a servant of the Lords heart? how about seeking holiness deep in our hearts and motivations simply because the Lord delights in it. The Lord loves us with an everlasting love, does anyone care? When you love someone you are making yourself vulnerable to that person, a loved one has the ability to hurt you. Many poeple dont love because they are afraid of being hurt so they close there heart. How about our Fathers heart when we ignore Him. When we seek fellowship with Him simply so we can "get ahead", or treat fellowship with Him as simply a means of spiritual growth. "well if you dont spend time with God you wont grow" how about " If you dont spend time with God your breaking His heart?", Lets stop looking at everything from our perspective and start looking at it from Gods perspective.

Its not ok Gods heart is in agony over the sin in the world. Its not ok when millions of babies are being slaughtered, its not ok when billions are going to hell, hundreds by the day, the world is about to be thrown into the worst war, famine, and disease it has ever seen, its not ok. Peace! Peace! and there is no peace! Is it possible our hearts are so dull to Gods heart that we think there is peace when there is absolutely no peace. Is it possible our heart is so far from Gods that we can live in peace and comfort without agony or sleepless nights while all of creation is in agony groaning under the weight of our complacency. Could it be were afraid to see what God sees, To hear what God hears, He hears every cry of every babies blood that has been slaughtered on the alter of convenience, He hears the cry of billions of souls being tormented in hell, He hears the cry of every poor child, and every orphan. He sees countries ravished in aids, He sees every drug addicted prostitute, He sees every act of child molestation. Could you imagine that...now imagine Jesus on the cross suffering all of those things and not just seeing or hearing about it but actually experiencing and taking upon Himself the full weight of it all. Then when we get a handle on the cross in a way thats not a cliche, we can begin to understand Gods heart.

SPIRIT OF GOD! SPIRIT OF GOD! I PRAY RIGHT NOW YOU DO AS YOU PROMISED AND TAKE OF THE THINGS OF GOD AND DISCLOSE THEM TO US! POUR OUT THE TRUE KNOWLEDGE OF SELFLESS SERVICE TO THE HEART OF GOD! WAKE US TO THE TRUTH AND BURN IN US A PASSION TO SEE THE REDEMPTIVE POWER OF YOUR SONS BLOOD WORK IN THE EARTH! SPIRIT OF GOD LET US NOT GO TO NICE MESSAGE AFTER NICE MESSAGE RAISE UP PROPHETS WHO WILL KNOW THE TIMES AND WHAT WE MUST DO! GOD MAKE US A PEOPLE AFTER YOUR OWN HEART!

Thanks to jesus.
Well Im wrapping up my time here in Poland and I have to say Im not ready to come home yet i see such an amount of work that needs to be done here. The harvest is truly ripe and I feel as though I will be leaving much of my heart here with the Polish people and I think it will be terribly difficult to leave but I must follow the lamb wherever He goes. if I can say one thing it is that i have learned that i am no Chrisitan hero as much as i long and strive to be one. Im just me and I have to deal with all my failures and my immaturity and short comings. But I have learned something so profound my heart will never be the same. And that is the language of love the love for human beings, I mean just loving human beings. I cant explain this to you I can just say it. I have learned...well more than that I have experienced Gods love for ordinary people. He just loves me, Im not Charles Spurgeon, Im not Smith Wigglesworth, Im just me. And He loves me and died for me I heave really learned to understand alot of His love since i came here, i dont think there are many days where i have not cried just thinking of how much he loves ordinary people. I have felt the sile of God over my heart and His arms around me and He wont let go and as He holds me I just give up and give in to His love. How can you love me Lord? dont yousee my failure? dont you see my struggle? dont you see how unspiritual I am most of the time? And He just holds me until I cant think and I cant reason and I just cry. How can you just such ordinary people as I have met in poland? I love Jesus.