Showing posts with label Thunder in The Shade. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thunder in The Shade. Show all posts

Sunday, July 7, 2013

Thunder in the Shade 6-30-13 Annetta P. Lee



THUNDER IN THE SHADE
Annetta P. Lee
June 30, 2013
The Bible often speaks of thunder in reference to the voice of God. Many of you have received intermittent messages, articles, and revelations I branded THUNDER IN THE SHADE. This phrase was given to me by the Lord years ago when I wrote a novel with a similar name. My publisher rejected this as a title and approved instead {Secret Thunder}. Nevertheless, I have kept what God spoke to me as a special tag through which to channel and broadcast the things I hear and see from the Lord. 

I
 perceived in my spirit the sound of a door opening.  It is difficult to describe and I can’t say I completely understand it, but I heard the sound of a vacuum around the sound of a door opening. This indicates to me that this door has been closed for some time. We are already well advanced into the next season of demonstration. I didn’t say NEW season, but NEXT season.
“I Am NOW pouring out upon my people a great inclination to reach after My heart in every situation. Many will surprisingly yield their own personal agendas and desires to Me. This will open a place in their hearts to receive My Glory even embracing certain risks that will bring forth demonstrations of My Spirit,” says the Lord.  There will be no need for programs as before, but My Spirit will be poured upon all flesh and many will step out in boldness to display in mass that which was intended after the beginning.
Yes, the doors that have been closed are opening wide for you to step through and express My love and power among those upon the earth. Despite the resistance and hindrances that will be cast into your path, be bold and vigilant. Great temptation will come; also concerns of what mere man might think or say. But stay focused and plugged into Me through intimacy.”
“The season is here that My church must stand up and become the spectacle of my Glory. My church must be a greater expression of Me in this darkened time. Did I not say that the path of the righteous will be like the shining sun and shine ever brighter unto the perfect day? Look and behold who is in the midst of you. Is it not My Spirit”, says the Lord? “Look and behold what is in your hand. Is it not what I have supplied? Do not ignore what I have been quickening in your spirits, preparing you for such a time as this. Do not draw back, but walk through the veil of supernatural occurrences and help harvest souls quickly.”
I was with you in weakness, in fear, and in much trembling. And my speech and my preaching were not with persuasive words of human wisdom, but in demonstration of the Spirit and of power, that your faith should not be in the wisdom of men but in the power of God. I Corinthians 2:3-5
For a great and effective door has opened to me, and there are many adversaries.    I Corinthians 16:9

Monday, October 15, 2012

First, I am a Christian by Annetta Pyritta Lee

Guest Post:
First, I am a Christian
by Annetta Pyritta Lee
Jesus answered him, “The first of all the commandments is: ‘Hear, O Israel, the Lord our God, the Lord is one. And you shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your mind, and with all your strength.’ This is the first commandment.” Mark 12:29-30 (NKJV)
Although Miss Josie may not have been the most influential person in my life, for years I acknowledged her as being my favorite teacher. Due to her encouragement to be true to who I am, she remains one whom I remember with great affection.  With great effort I have indeed attempted to be true to who I am. This beckons the question, who am I?
I am an African American woman. I am a seeker of truth. I am a wife. I am a mother. I am a scribe and novelist. I am a daughter, aunt, sister, and friend to many. But first, I am a Christian. I have a God-given purpose and choose to see from His perspective every issue that affect my life and those to whom I am called. I do not necessarily share the limited views and opinions of those who cannot see past, present and future in one brief glance.
I’ve been a loner all my life; so much so that I’ve often been characterized as unfriendly. This unwelcome view impelled me to, as much as I could manage, become more involved with society. The effort was healthy and created opportunities to contribute in positive ways. It also however created opportunity to be strongly and negatively influenced by the convictions of others. I have often pulled myself back to reflect on questions Miss Josie would ask:
Do you really believe that? Is that who you are? Why?
As a child I watched my small world; my grandparents and parents with noble concepts fight for a place of dignity and expression that I enjoy today. I watched as foundational beliefs became idolatrous leaves floating down a stream of someone else’s agenda. Out of tradition and excuses for bitter justification they embraced a position that, for me, is no longer pertinent.
Never do I want to express a thing for the primary purpose of appeasing man, friend, family or acquaintance. I know who and whose I am, and I know I must answer to HIM only for my choices. I am wearied by the stale and disarming façade which suddenly appears from unexpected places. I am in dismay and disappointment at the enemy’s rancid tactics of keeping mankind in a cloud of unrealistic and confusing rhetoric.
Life has many layers and hidden agendas clothed in good causes that tickle the ears. As an African American I have found it necessary to weigh and measure whether I’m more black than Christian. As Miss Josie’s former student, I have many times stepped aside to consider who I am and remain to be. I know I do not fight against a specific individual, but spiritual hosts of wickedness in an evil day. I believe that in every issue and situation, we must all question why we believe the way we do, if for no other reason than to satisfy the lingering questions of our soul.
Am I an individual with purpose, or the shadow-puppet of another’s agenda?
Like many others who tread the path I call righteousness, I experience issues I’m hesitant to discuss. I continue to endure conjecture from onlookers, misunderstanding from acquaintances, ridicule from family, exploitation & pity from purported Christians, and humiliation from strong-willed associates. Nevertheless, I continue in the excellence of the power to choose what is right, which is of God and not of me.
Yes, I am delighted to be an African American and, without doubt, honored to be a child of the Most High God who believes that Jesus Christ is King of kings and Lord of lords. I must resolve with absolute uncompromised reality to think, speak, and walk in light of this truth.
Yes. I am many things, but first, I am a Christian!
Annetta P. Lee (Author)
A Bitter Rose\Fragment in the Sand\Path of Thorns\ Scent of Rain\ Secret Thunder\ Small Whispers\ Haven for Mirage\Light Encounters
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Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Come Away with Me, My Bride-Guest Post Annetta P. Lee



Come Away with Me, My Bride



I am constrained by the love of the Bridegroom to scribe a recent encounter. I admit to being desperately hungry for more of Him, as well as needing the confidence that I am on target in pursuing His presence. During a twenty-one day fast, I sought the Lord for clarity in several areas. After ‘soaking’ in His presence I arose feeling fruitless in my endeavor. Even so, I’m here to say that awareness frequently arrives without perception.  Hours later, I experienced a multi-segmented vision that left me so shaken my husband, in his quiet way, proceeded in attempting to relieve my manner. 

I believe 2012 is primed for many such High Place Encounters by the saints. Are you hungry?

Come away with Me, My bride. Let us set in motion our elopement!”

Immediately my heart leapt with eagerness; so much so that I was unconscious to moving from one place in the realm of the Spirit to another. I did not ponder the meaning of the words spoken at that time. I simply pressed toward the Voice. It was strong, alive and resounded with a quality I recognized as that of my Lord.  

Elopement is defined as running away secretly to marry.

Then the Bridegroom took me on an expedition to distribute gifts and awards that had long been withheld from the faithful. His Love and Delight at lavishly giving was evident in the acceleration of showering those who had waited for His appearing…those who loved Him more than the stuff.

For I am jealous for you with godly jealousy. For I have betrothed you to one husband, that I may present you as a chaste virgin to Christ.  2 Cor. 11:2

After this, I ascended stairs to a beautiful chamber I somehow knew was a place of intimacy…our secret place. Though gently nervous, the setting was warm and inviting. Delight at seeing Him sitting in a separate area of the chamber engulfed my soul. I briefly watched as he studied pages in a book. While curious about its contents I craved his attention more.

Even so my eyes were summoned to partake of the detailed splendor of the suite, but my heart was upon Him whom I knew was patiently waiting. Through a sense of peripheral awareness I could see the chamber was lovely and decorated throughout with white and gold that appeared to actually breathe. But my eyes and heart was utterly drawn to Him!

Doubtful of words in my approach I voiced a question, the answer of which I already knew. When He turned I discerned that  He knew, and for a moment felt ashamed. 

His gaze, though gentle was intense…though convicting was non-condemning. Absolutely nothing could hide from this radiating expression so consumed with Love I thought I would melt. In that one look he said volumes I couldn’t begin to recount. The reverberation of His Love for me dug deep without hurting. In silent assurance, I was drawn to Him in the simple essence of a captivating stare from which I refused to disengage. 

I absolutely know His love for me! 

The next words I heard are for all who have ears to hear. “Beloved, I trust you with everything I have given you. You are created to reflect, reproduce, and reign. Step forth.”

A sense of normalcy pervaded throughout, and yet upon its completion I was struck with such a fearsome awe and exuberance I could scarcely speak. Indeed I encountered…I saw…I experienced…and yet do not have words to clearly express the dimensions of those precious moments. 

I sense that many have been instructed, like Abraham, to run away from the familiar and step into the new place already prepared. You are hesitating for fear you have not heard clearly, or you don’t know exactly how to proceed. I am impressed to simply remind you that you were not created to be a carbon copy of anyone. BE authentically who you are in Him, and you will indeed produce fruit from the union.
Three purposes of union with the Bridegroom are to Reflect Him; to Reproduce Him, and to Reign with Him. In order to do this, we must steal away (elope) and commune with Him alone. Beloved, indeed it is time to BE. He has equipped you with everything you need to accomplish that to which He has called you.  


Step forth!


·        that the man of God may be complete, thoroughly equipped for every good work.  2 Timothy 3:15
·       Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places in Christ, Ephesians 1:3
·       I will greatly rejoice in the LORD, My soul shall be joyful in my God; For He has clothed me with the garments of salvation, He has covered me with the robe of righteousness, As a bridegroom decks himself with ornaments, And as a bride adorns herself with her jewels. Isaiah 61:10
·        For as a young man marries a virgin, so shall your sons marry you; And as the bridegroom rejoices over the bride, so shall your God rejoice over you.  Isaiah 62:5
·        For I am jealous for you with godly jealousy. For I have betrothed you to one husband, that I may present you as a chaste virgin to Christ. 2 Corinthians 11:2

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