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!