The Message

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The message is manifesting itself in the form of a sound wave, radiating out from the speaker in all directions, all around, up and down. This sound wave becomes a sphere of influence surrounding the messenger.

From this speaker/messenger the sound waves are connecting with those present, the pastors as well as all those present as he speaks. Through those that hear the message, the message again becomes the sound wave that is spread beyond this building, beyond this city, even beyond this country and into the world.

Each person that speaks this message in turn becomes the center of the sound wave somewhere else in the world. Each person becomes another center in a sphere of influence.

Every person that hears and then speaks this message can and will create another sound wave, another sphere of influence that will connect with the next and the next and the next.

These connections can repeat themselves over and over until the message circles the globe over and over, entering into all places for all to hear.

Bright Burning

Image: A low horizon all around me.

I am looking at and travelling towards this horizon, far in the distance are what looks like small mountains. I see this all around me, in all directions. Very dark and indistinct. As I close in to this range of darkness, a brightness begins to show itself above.

The brightness grows and begins to show colours. Purples, pinks, yellows, oranges, some reds and even some greens and blues here and there. All are topped off with the blue of the sky above that. Growing waves of colour growing taller and more intense all the time.

The closer I get the more defined the hills become. And they turn out to be buildings, some tall and thin, others short or squat, and everything in between. More detail becomes evident the closer I get. Things like windows and doors, wires running from building to building, there are even curtains and blinds in some of the windows and doors. But most importantly and most obvious is the growing brightness above it all. Waves of colour, lines of it, sheets of it, all over everything.

This is, or are the fires of the Spirit burning over everything. Burning within and without. Its burning without any outward destruction showing, no burning decay, no char, no ash. Yet it is burning away all he impurities that would be found. Burning away all that is negative or hurtful. Destroying the bad while restoring the positive and goodness that might be inside.

As the fire continues to burn with more and more intensity, the colours intensify as well. Brightening almost to the point of the light being painful to my eyes. The darkness that is showing in the buildings is intensifying as well. Not getting brighter but getting darker, seemingly becoming darker than dark, beyond black. Like it's trying to become like a black hole trying to absorb the light even as it becomes stronger and brighter.

Yet as dark as the dark gets it cannot and will not overpower these ever strengthening colours. The colours seem to eat into this darkness like an acid eats into something organic. The dark surfaces are beginning to dissolve slowly and underneath begins to show something not black. More and more of the darkness bubbles, dissolves and falls away.

I am seeing patches of gold and silver and copper coming to the surface. Here again the brightness is still growing and intensifying, overpowering more and more of the darkness. The darkness is being overwhelmed by the lightness of what is underneath.

As I watch, the darkness is finally and completely eradicated from all things both inside and out. All that remains within my sight is showing bright and shining. Sparkling as new metal, pure metal newly refined. The world is being burnt to its very core as a means of purification. Purification of everything in preparation for the return and new beginning.

2 Peter 3:7

By the same word the present heavens and earth are reserved for fire, being kept for the day of judgement and the destruction of ungodly men.

I have heard

I have listened

to the world around me

to the birds on wing

to the wind in the tree.

I have listened

to the people

to the animals around

to the insects hidden.

I have listened

to everything around me,

to everyone

anywhere

 I have heard

God in all.



Every once in a while

You show to the world that you are a quiet, shy man, and the world may believe this, but I know you are not. Just because you choose to be silent does not show me that there is any shyness in you. I can see deep within that, although you may be silent to the world you can be shouting and laughing within. I hear this in you.

Some think that your silence is your strength . That may be true some times but not always. I can see you in ways that might surprise you, and this is what I would like you to do.

I want you to be a surprise to the outside world. Not all the time, just sometimes. Just the occasional surprise by not being as so many think you are. You have it in you. I can see, that because I put it there. Your strength is your word, your word can show that strength to the outside world where there are people that need to and should experience this word.

Lead with your heart and follow through with your words, both spoken and written and let the world be surprised by you every once in a while.

A smile

dancing

A deed

helping

A word

whispered

A feeling

conveyed

A thought

running

Bring peace

into your soul

Thoughts about life

“Thoughts about life?”


“Life?”

“Birth, life, death, the whole thing. I mean how do you look at it. We get old and then we die, and it’s all over.”

“What brought this on?”

“It’s just that as we get older, we seem to have and leave so much behind, family, friends, even lovers—especially lovers. One partner is older or gets older faster and dies first and leaves the other one to go alone. It seems unfair, makes having someone to love seem pointless eh?

“Are you worrying about the future?”

“I ask a question and you answer it with a question!”

“Alright if it’s that important to you. The way I see it life is some kind of learning process. We are born, and we don’t know anything except that we’re hungry. We grow older and we start to learn things Eventually we’re “educated” .We figure we know everything! Except life isn’t like that. The older we get the more there is to understand. And less time to understand it. So by the time we die we’re only just coming to the conclusion that we don’t know a darn thing. And then we really wise up—except now it’s too late. Because by then we can’t tell anyone because now we’re dead.”