I do not anoint My ministers for ministry in order to give you thrills and chills. There is always a purpose for the anointing – to break yokes, to set people free, to bring healing or to speak forth My word for the moment. I have called each of you individually to close intimacy with Me. You are not to be satisfied in seeing someone else’s intimacy with Me; you are not to derive vicarious thrills and excitement through observation of another’s relationship with your God. This is not My plan for you. Just as you are not to be satisfied or look for excitement through watching other people’s private - intimate moments. Are you happy only to see someone else in love? Are you satisfied to see other's happy intimate moments?
Don’t chase prophets or seers, nor teachers; don't chase after power with signs and wonders. Do not chase after people who know how to be intimate with your God. Chase after Me- yourself. And you will see My power, you will hear My voice, you will experience My glory. Develop your own intimacy with Me. Don’t look to spend time with those who live close to Me – make time - spend time with me, live close to Me, seek Me, seek My presence – spend the time with Me and you will come into the depth of relationship that I have called you to.
I require you to make the effort, to do the work that is necessary to develop a close; loving and sharing love walk with the Lover of your soul, Jesus, and with Holy Spirit, your constant companion, and with your Father, God. You are not to be content with the little excitement that you might get from seeing someone else walk in the power that comes through that intimacy. Develop your own relationship with Me. Come into My presence. Live in My word. Read it, absorb it. Let Me speak to you through My word and by My Spirit.
Don’t be willing to live enjoying the thrills of the overflow of someone else’s love walk. Don't be content to be a spectator. Don't just watch while others move in the anointing. Come to Me. Come in worship. Come just to sit in My presence. This is a new day. Listen. Listen closely for My voice, to My words.
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THANK YOU MY LORD
It seems like eternity since i first heard her voice Glory to God for his blessings and choice to put 2 hearts together and join them as one and Bless us with a Love like that of the Son Why he has blessed us with the will to try Love it's beyond my own understanding though his book says in philippians we can do all things with strength from Heaven above Whatever the reason i give God great praise For sending me someone whom i can cherish, Someone i can care for Someone i can Love for the rest of my Days Til the day that God Takes us we will be strong in our Faith Together we'll thank the Father For his love and His Grace So Thank You my Lord For the Love of your Son And Praise be to Him for an Angel to Love Til my work here is done Copyright 2003 - 2005 Scott Powers .
FORGIVENESS
Lord I have been hurt today My heart is torn in two So here I am in brokenness I draw my strength from you I take my broken heart And place it at your feet For you alone can heal me No matter where we meet Forgive the one who hurt me, Lord May they be blessed today Surround their hearts with your love And guide them all the way Help me to love them, Lord And see them as you do Through your grace and mercy So they can see you too Your Word says to forgive When we do this we will know
Shout To The Lord-lyrics Darlene Zschech
My Jesus, My Saviour, Lord there is none like You All of my days, I want to praise The wonders of Your mighty love My comfort, my shelter, tower of refuge and strength Let every breath, all that I am, never cease to worship You
Shout to the Lord, all the earth let us sing Power and majesty, praise to the King Mountains bow down and the seas will roar At the sound of Your name
I sing for joy at the works of Your hands Forever I’ll love You, forever I’ll stand Nothing compares to the promise I have in You
I come to the garden alone, while the dew is still on the roses....
FOR THE GARDEN OF YOUR DAILY LIVING, PLANT THREE ROWS OF PEAS: 1. Peace of mind 2. Peace of heart 3. Peace of soul
PLANT FOUR ROWS OF SQUASH: 1. Squash gossip 2. Squash indifference 3. Squash grumbling 4. Squash selfishness
PLANT FOUR ROWS OF LETTUCE: 1. Lettuce be faithful 2. Lettuce be kind 3. Lettuce be patient 4. Lettuce really love one another
NO GARDEN IS WITHOUT TURNIPS:
1. Turnip for meetings 2. Turnip for service 3. Turnip to help one another
TO CONCLUDE OUR GARDEN WE MUST HAVE THYME:
1. Thyme for each other 2. Thyme for family 3. Thyme for friends
WATER FREELY WITH PATIENCE AND CULTIVATE WITH LOVE. THERE IS MUCH FRUIT IN YOUR GARDEN BECAUSE YOU REAP WHAT YOU SOW.
I HAD A DREAM LAST NIGHT ( Dedicated to those who doubt their salvation)
I had a dream last night. I stood before the Throne. And on a great wide T.V. screen, My whole life there was shown. My name was in plain view. To ALL, God made me known. I saw before my very eyes The wicked seeds I'd sown.
I hung my head in shame. I didn't like this show. I saw there all the hidden things I thought folks didn't know: The private, secret thoughts, Deceits from long ago, The mean and selfish things I'd done. The list began to grow.
But then the picture changed.
And on the T.V. screen I saw Christ walking toward the Throne: He'd come to intervene. When God called out my name, I saw Christ step between. I heard Him say, "I've paid the price." He'd wiped my record clean.
And now another scene: The screen was filled with light. Again my name was written there. But Christ had set things right. I stood before the Throne, Pure, in a robe of white. A lasting memory will remain Of the dream I had that night.
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SOLD TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER - JESUS
Closed, an empty house, boarded up, there's no one home The furniture covered with white linen A thick layer of dust settles on the staircase Undisturbed for so long Walking around inside my mind I pull off the sheets Wipe the dust clean Polish it, make it presentable But I don't live in it, it's just a show room Prospective buyers look around I hide the dirty linen under the carpet The parts I have no intention of cleaning The price is just right for some potential buyers They're offering eteranl happiness, "anything you want" But it's not going to happen All false promises, they can't deliver They couldn't possibly pay me with this anyway It's beyond their power, they can't afford it They can't give me what they don't own themselves I tried selling some of it off as land to them I partitioned the house so we could live seperate lives But they kept coming into my space, seemingly innocent Asking if they could borrow something or other Before I knew it they'd moved into my share It's not gonna work But there is somone that wants to buy it all Dirty linen, mouldy carpets and all The whole building There's one condition though I have to believe in him And ask him to move into my house Or he won't come He'd already paid the price before I'd even put it up for sale He paid for it in full with his blood No installments or mortgage All in one, a one-off payment He's moving in soon I can't wait He's going to clean everywhere Even the places under the carpets Everything from the metal sinks to the glass windows will shine
They'll glow with his glory And anyone that comes to visit, or just looks through the window Will know that Jesus lives here. Copyright 2004, 2005 David BowleyClosed, an empty house, boarded up, there's no one home The furniture covered with white linen A thick layer of dust settles on the staircase Undisturbed for so long Walking around inside my mind I pull off the sheets Wipe the dust clean Polish it, make it presentable But I don't live in it, it's just a show room Prospective buyers look around I hide the dirty linen under the carpet The parts I have no intention of cleaning The price is just right for some potential buyers They're offering eteranl happiness, "anything you want" But it's not going to happen All false promises, they can't deliver They couldn't possibly pay me with this anyway It's beyond their power, they can't afford it They can't give me what they don't own themselves I tried selling some of it off as land to them I partitioned the house so we could live seperate lives But they kept coming into my space, seemingly innocent Asking if they could borrow something or other Before I knew it they'd moved into my share It's not gonna work But there is somone that wants to buy it all Dirty linen, mouldy carpets and all The whole building There's one condition though I have to believe in him And ask him to move into my house Or he won't come He'd already paid the price before I'd even put it up for sale He paid for it in full with his blood No installments or mortgage All in one, a one-off payment He's moving in soon I can't wait He's going to clean everywhere Even the places under the carpets Everything from the metal sinks to the glass windows will shine
They'll glow with his glory And anyone that comes to visit, or just looks through the window Will know that Jesus lives here. Copyright 2004, 2005 David Bowley