Thursday, April 22, 2010

Waiting For The Rain

Joe 2:12 Therefore also now, saith the LORD, turn ye even to me with all your heart, and with fasting, and with weeping, and with mourning:
Joe 2:13 And rend your heart, and not your garments, and turn unto the LORD your God: for he is gracious and merciful, slow to anger, and of great kindness, and repenteth him of the evil.

Joe 2:16 Gather the people, sanctify the congregation, assemble the elders, gather the children, and those that suck the breasts: let the bridegroom go forth of his chamber, and the bride out of her closet.
Joe 2:17 Let the priests, the ministers of the LORD, weep between the porch and the altar, and let them say, Spare thy people, O LORD, and give not thine heritage to reproach, that the heathen should rule over them: wherefore should they say among the people, Where is their God?


Joe 2:18 Then will the LORD be jealous for his land, and pity his people.

Joe 2:23 Be glad then, ye children of Zion, and rejoice in the LORD your God: for he hath given you the former rain moderately, and he will cause to come down for you the rain, the former rain, and the latter rain in the first month.


I send my rain to the thirsty ones. To those who are seeking, crying out. Have I not said, Ask and it shall be given, Seek and ye shall find, Knock and a door will be opened? I stand knocking upon your hearts, will you in return come knock upon mine? If you knock with sincerity I WILL open My heart to you. I will flood you with My rain. I will cause you to be glad again. Did I not say in Joel I would give corn and wine and oil? Unless a kernel of corn falls to the ground and abides a lone and dies... then there cannot be corn in the storehouse! But if you will plant your seed- your kernel into the ground of My Heart...your sacrifice will not be in vain! You will see the corn of your harvest. For when you give yourself to me, is it not like the seed? You must die to self. You must separate from all else... if you want to see growth, if you want to harvest the fruit I have prepared for you! Then shall come my wine- the Joy of Your Lord. Then shall come new sweetness into the relationship as you taste of what you had not known before. Then shall come the oil, fresh anointing. Fresh flow from My Throne. If you will but trust yourself to me in the wilderness of separation and abandonment to Me. Many may not understand as you come aside. But they cannot provide what only I can give you. Come aside. In Me abide. Plumb My Heart, even as I search your own. You will find echoes of yourself in Me, for that is where you came from! From My Heart. Come let us explore together as I turn the wilderness into a pool, and a fruitful field that produces a crop that is designed with you in mind. For you are always on My mind! So, will you wait in the desert for Me? It will be worth the wait my love, I promise you.

Isa 32:15 Until the Spirit is poured upon us from on high, and the wilderness becomes a fruitful field, and the fruitful field is valued as a forest. [Psalms 104:30; Ezekiel 36:26, 27; 39:29; Zechariah 12:10]
Isa 32:16 Then justice will dwell in the wilderness, and righteousness (moral and spiritual rectitude in every area and relation) will abide in the fruitful field.
Isa 32:17 And the effect of righteousness will be peace [internal and external], and the result of righteousness will be quietness and confident trust forever.







Oh I’m waiting in this desert
Just waiting for the rain
Oh but I won’t leave this desert
Until I see the rain

And I’m waiting in the wilderness
Of promises yet fulfilled
Oh but I won’t leave this wilderness
Until I see the rain

I’m waiting for the rain
Oh I’m waiting for the rain
I’m just waiting for the rain
Oh I’m waiting for the rain

For I have heard the story told of a prophet who prophesied
Of the rain that would come in the middle of a drought
As a sign of the rain to come

And though years have come and years have gone
We’re still waiting for the rain
Oh but I can see the clouds gathering now
Are you ready, are you ready for the rain?

Open up the heavens and let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Open up the heavens and let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Open up the heavens and let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Open up the heavens and let it rain, let it rain
Just let it rain, let it rain
God let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain

Misty Edwards

Monday, April 19, 2010

Repentance/Break these Chains

If MY people who are called by MY Name... Christian... the Sheep of My Pasture... My beloved children, My peculiar people, My Holy Nation, My Priests and Kings...My BRIDE... Oh if You will humble yourself My Love. If you will simply return to me with a whole heart in purity of purpose, in beauty of Holiness, in Power given by My Spirit and not your weak arms of flesh. Oh my Bride, I long for you! I weep at the tears in your gown, I weep over the disheveled appearance of my beautiful Bride. You have struggled and fought sometimes against the current, not realizing that your fight is in the spirit first then in the flesh. You have warred amongst yourselvesm you have isolated, you have dwelt in caves instead of My kingdom. You have ran from My touch, running to your lovers, looking for them to support you, to please you, to satisfy. But deep inside you are empty and longing and tired of running. My wayward ones, it is time to return to Me, and repent and call upon ME. I have promised you I will be found of you, IF you search for me with all your heart. For a half-hearted attempt will will only turn up the dis-satisfaction in your own soul. Return and be found of Me. Let Me remind you of My Promises to you. Let us reason together. Come my daughters, come my sons, come my friends. Come my Bride. Come!






You said if we would return to You
You said if we would turn from our wicked ways
You said if we would humble ourselves and pray

You said if we would come with weeping
You said if we would come and rend our hearts
You said if we would come
And let you hear our voice
Let you see our face
That You would come

You said if we would learn to cling to You
Forgetting all of the wisdom of man
You said if we would but humble ourselves and repent
You said if we would come tearing our hearts
That You would answer from on high
You said if we would cry out
You would come

In the latter days
In the latter days
In the latter days
In the latter days
In the latter days
Here we are, God

In these latter days
In the latter days
In the latter days
In the latter days
Here we are

We humble ourselves in Your sight
We confess that there is no other hope
And we repent, God, from our wicked ways
I repent, God, for my double-mindedness
My heart so prone to wander
So quickly to cling to another
I've been leaning on the wisdom of man
And I've been leaning on the lust of the flesh
And I've been grieving the Holy Spirit
And now I fall face down, down, down
And I repent

And I tear my heart
I rip it open
All that I've been holding onto
When You are forgotten

I take my heart and willingly, I rip it open
For I only want to cling to You
I don't want to cling to another

I've been chasing all those other loves and I've forgotten You
Now I take my heart and I humble myself in Your sight
And I confess...
I confess...
And I confess...
I need You.

So come break the chains
The chains that hinder love
All that remains of yesteryear
Come break the chains
The chains that pull me down
Come break the chains and draw me near

And let Your fire burn, consuming me
Let Your jealous flame come take away everything
And let Your fire burn, consuming me
Let Your jealous flame come and
Write Your name upon my heart
Til all that remains is the light of Your countenance
I will be satisfied when I awaken
As a lover of You
As a lover of You

Whatever it takes, take it away
Whatever it takes, just take it away
Whatever it takes, take it away
Whatever it takes, take it away
Whatever it takes, take it away
Whatever it takes, take it away

And let Your fire burn, consuming me
Let Your jealous flame come take away everything
And let Your fire burn, consuming me
Let Your jealous flame come and
Write Your name upon my heart
Until all that remains is the light of Your countenance
And I will be satisfied when I awaken
As a lover of You



Ahh Lord, we say, Come Lord Jesus Come! Into our lives. Into our hearts. Into the garden of our souls. Come make us whole. Come send your rain. Come light the fire again. Come Lord Jesus- be the Lord. Truly the Lord to whom we cling. You ARE our everything!


1. Journal a love letter to Him. Thank Him for Who He is and then for what He does.

2. Journal some of the things you have to be thankful for that He has already done

3. Journal His specific Promises to you.

Give Him Praise!