When someone presents a false narrative and then uses symbolic gestures to prop up his claims, the real motivation of the heart is plain to see. For with the tongue, both truth and deception are spoken, but it’s a person’s actions that reveal their real nature.
In times past, it was a hearty handshake that sealed an agreement between two parties, for when a man gave his word, it was as if he had signed his name on the dotted line of an official contract. This was because both parties were trusted to honor their word. Ironclad was how this symbolic gesture was seen, for even the courts would uphold this verbal acknowledgment as a promise.
When the sacrifices and burnt offerings to other kings cease to be, then My name shall once again rise amongst this people and be honored; like a banner draped across this whole nation, even those states and outlying territories who, right now, refuse to accept My existence. For even among those in this populace, those who serve pagan Gods shall be found bowing before the altar of salvation.
Like an animal that has entered its den for the winter, many church leaders are content to spend these days in hibernation, secluded from the world around, and unaffected by any commotion going on outside their church walls. For here in their burrows, they can hide away from the stormy weather that is sure to arrive in this season. And although a biting wind is about to blow across this land, these overseers have decided it best to stay nestled away and sleep through the tempest that’s brewing, for their main concern is their own comfort, creating an ambivalence towards those who live outside their snug hideaways.
Once again it is with symbolic gestures and protest signs which many are using as a means to combat a societal scourge; “bringing awareness” being the common phrase mentioned when describing their role in the battle. For then these can feel a sense of satisfaction inside, that they, too, are a part of the fight to end human trafficking, without actually having to get off their couch.
Haven’t My own grown weary of fighting this battle on their own terms?
Haven’t they seen that the strategy they thought was sound has not worked to break them free from the government’s hold? So though many have been vocal with their opinions against national and state leaders, their protestations have not lifted the pandemic restrictions, as now masks and social distancing have become the set standard for daily life, thus adding a hypersensitivity to the atmosphere so that when anyone so much as sneezes out in public, a sense of panic rises, because many in the populace are fearful of becoming ill with the virus.
My love moves forward like a ricochet, impacting each heart it touches.
Like a small concussion, the site of contact is affected, as if a slight explosion had erupted inside, breaking away the outer shell of decay, so new life has the room to settle in. Then these, who have experienced My resurrection power, are found abounding in joy and thanksgiving, the generating factors which keep My love in motion and propel it forward, touching every life which comes near it, rising up and out from one so it reaches another, penetrating beneath the surface and into the very core of their being, pulsating with the force of My strength, pushing through the layers of pain.
I have the power to transform a life!
Consider the analogy of the butterfly: often it is used to draw a comparison of what a person goes through when they become one of My children. At first, something unattractive marred by sin, then through the process of metamorphosis becomes something new, something beautiful. With brightly colored wings caught in a breeze, this once dim creature has the ability to flutter about, enjoying the new stage she has entered.
My body is comprised of a hand-picked assortment and filled with unique individuals, each held with the aim that not a single one, in the natural, resembles another. For I do not desire an army of duplicates (all looking the same), but of one which bears the reflection of My Son. He is accepting of anyone who calls upon His name and offers no refusals due to appearance regardless of age, race, or gender (this is simply not an issue whichever concerns Him). Because His heart is held in the steady, constant place of perfect love, it will not diminish no matter the look of another, for He himself was not someone who, on the exterior, affected curiosity, nor was his form something which drew much attention.
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