Deep searching the Depths of Your Heart

The time of status quo is over! It may be winter upon many parts of the earth, but I declare that the time of dormancy in the church and in your life is over.  I am stirring up dreams and desires in your heart that have lain hidden from view.  Slumbering and waiting for My Call upon the strings of your heart to cause them to burst forth in new life and song! 

I am reviving my work in and upon your heart. Work that I wrought long ago.  You have wondered if certain seasons of your life were over.  I tell you my love that there shall be a blossoming once again and a fruitfulness from seeds planted long ago.   The fertility of your heart is plowed and prepared, aerated so that so that the soil can receive a breath of fresh wind upon it and the rain of my Spirit can penetrate deep with in. 

You do not understand the seemingly sudden uncomfortableness that you have been experiencing.It is  at once both a leaving of the old and a growth , the coming on of the new.  Just a farmers harvest "new " vegetables signifying that they are young and tender and the first fruits of the harvest to come, so I am causing new fruit to come in place of the old.  Even so, remain tender towards Me!  What was acceptable before, is no longer to be accepted, or acceptable to you, for it will not be accepted by Me.  I am bringing you to a new level of accountability and Grace.
I am bringing you to a new "deep place" in Me.

Do not fear the place of uncomfortability, but rather rejoice! Look for Me in all things.  For even in the dark and uncertain places, you will find me, for I have promised to never leave  you.  Do not mistake these hard places as My Will for you, they are merely training grounds that you are passing through.  The enemy would like to quagmire you there, but I will lead you out and with a Shout!  So do not fear, but move with confidence in Me and you will see My Hand upon you in new and mighty ways, for these are Glorious days, and I AM your Glorious God and King. Watch as I bring new things into view for you.  From your heart they will spring.  So rest in Me and sing! 

It Came Upon a Midnight Clear

And still it comes, whether the sky is bleak or clear.  Stop now and Listen, to that still small voice- so you can hear;
 
Angel wings hovering, as the Spirit draws us oh so near.   Awake o' slumbering heart and sing- make joyful melody to the King of Kings!

Rise up oh man and woman, for Christ was born. Seeking to mend your lives so torn. Homes that are broken and hearts too.  Christ comes to you bringing life anew!

Weary ones, and faint of heart, surrender now-He gives a brand new start!
Lay your burdens at His feet, Take His yoke, it is light and He is Meek.
In your heart He will put a song, and give you Peace to sing along.  

This Christmas let's give back to Heaven the song that the Angels sing. Let us join in exultant voice with Praises to Our Lord and King. Jesus the Messiah, of Whom the Angels sing! 

© NEM 12-02-2011

It came upon the midnight clear,
That glorious song of old,
From angels bending near the earth,
To touch their harps of gold:
"Peace on the earth, goodwill to men
From heavens all gracious King!"
The world in solemn stillness lay
To hear the angels sing.

Still through the cloven skies they come,
With peaceful wings unfurled;
And still their heavenly music floats
O'er all the weary world:
Above its sad and lowly plains
They bend on hovering wing,
And ever o'er its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing.

O ye beneath life's crushing load,
Whose forms are bending low,
Who toil along the climbing way
With painful steps and slow;
Look now, for glad and golden hours
Come swiftly on the wing;
Oh rest beside the weary road
And hear the angels sing.

For lo! the days are hastening on,
By prophets seen of old,
When with the ever-circling years
Shall come the time foretold,
When the new heaven and earth shall own
The Prince of Peace, their King,
And the whole world send back the song  

Which now the angels sing.

It Came Upon A Midnight Clear!

It Came Upon a Midnight Clear was written by Edmund Hamilton Sears in 1849. The carol started life as a poem written by its author who was a minister living in Massachusetts at the time. The music for It Came Upon A Midnight Clear was composed by American musician Richard Storrs Willis in 1859 who was inspired by the words of the poem.