Listen to this decree all you peoples of this nation: A time of judgment has indeed fallen upon your land, for the wickedness being done to the unborn must end. Yet within the unfolding of these days shall come the sounds of restoration and redemption, as the chains of bondage, compelling many to remain in sin, are broken off.
The Lion shall lie down with the Lamb, for where there had once been enmity, there only exists peace. The One who is called “Jehovah” was slain to avert the Father’s wrath, so that those who deserved punishment could be found blameless. For in Him their regrets no longer bear any consequence since His death broke the chains of judgment. So like a young sheep who was led to the slaughter, He walked this lonely path, for it was His life alone that was chosen to be the sacrifice for mankind.
Oh when will My children, those who have been seated in heavenly places, stop railing against worldly injustice and focus on Who really matters?
Because He did not enter the realm of humanity to fight against the culture of politics, to then say he was a ‘warrior for social justice’ is to bring his deity down to man’s level, where what is considered today as socially just, changes direction quickly, like the wind. One day it may blow from the East, but the next have a completely different heading because it is inconsistent in nature.
The fields of this nation are covered with the blood of the innocent because of the choice to destroy human life before it is born. Because those in high places have decreed this choice to murder the unborn as the law of the land, there are unforeseen consequences from the decision to mandate abortion to be an accepted practice across the country which have negatively impacted the attitude regarding a person’s true value.
Each person that comes to Me starts out fractured and in need of repair, with injury and pain held in their hearts, like a bone that is broken requiring mending. Some have wounds which need only a small amount of care to relieve their discomfort, for the insult they received brought in only a little damage, and so these may not even be aware of their need for healing. Yet each life, on some level, will know the pain of rejection or have words spoken that hit rather hard, regardless of their confident exterior.
I am the driving wedge; the separator at work within My body, like a thin veil, creating a division in the midst of My flock.
This sheer curtain creates a wall between those who have decided to dive in all the way to a life of total surrender, and those whose hearts are unwilling to have a more profound relationship with Me (those who don’t see the profit in this kind of intimacy so have become somewhat religious).
The acrimony felt in a heart cannot be healed on its own from those bitter repinings of inner turmoil that keep a person in bondage.
This kind of suffering usually occurs due to some form of injustice; when a wrong has been inflicted by another and the circumstances were too much to bear. Then, when outward aggression was ingested (taken in from words tempered in anger), it’s as if he swallowed a disease that cannot be eradicated through humanistic treatments. For this one was caught off guard when his life took an unexpected turn and was forced to go an unplanned direction because of the thoughtlessness of another; when underhanded behavior brought about unfair consequences that set him with a disadvantage, causing his heart to be overrun with indignation, for he did not foresee this outcome.
I am the gravity that holds your soul in place and keeps it from running astray; as if your feet were bound in heavy shoes set in the ground of My grace. For you cannot be moved out of this position as one of My children, there is no force when applied that can break the eternal bond we have formed, or shake you from the steady grip of My love. This stated affection is the sound weight which has been applied towards all who are My chosen, as the anchor of their inner being, the guarantee given upon entering the partnership of salvation; thus establishing each in this permanent position with Me.
Adrift on the water away from any land, this shipwrecked heart is found floating, searching for something to grab hold of in order to keep from sinking down into the darkness which is calling.
A clay pot is shaped and refined by the Potter’s hand, set upon the wheel He spins. His movements gently guiding the clay into the formation He thinks best suits this container. For each is created with a particular use in mind, the design He had imagined from its original inception, the point when He brought all things to be. So as He sets about His work there is a smoothing effect which happens with all of the rough areas being honed, giving a polished look to the exterior making it appear to be flawless, for the mixture of motion and water have been able to cover every imperfection.
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