neglecting You, neglecting me

come back and soar takes ascendant steps but an abased postured spirit will sustain one’s flight. how greedy, covetous I’ve been, neglecting You, neglecting me. i has confounded we, foreign sermons are re-writing this flesh, vices have become secret places, no longer gospel of peace but shuffled feet, swift to shut the choice door of the soul to preserve reputation and self righteousness. Ashamed but not ashamed enough. Did one forget He is watching? this is whom Christ died as and for repentance and a new man arises from the dead. why do you seek for the living among the dead? this persuasion does not come from the One who calls you. who polluted the fountain? you didn’t hear Him, you lagged ahead of the frequency of His rhema, now another spirit is at work; ‘Did God really say’ has pottered your misunderstanding and distrust. restless closure of carnal indulgence, so i still but can never be still

do you not know that to whom you present yourselves slaves to obey, you are that one’s slaves whom you obey whether of sin leading to death or of obedience leading to righteousness?

gird up your loins with strength holy one

For a just man falleth seven times, and riseth up again: but the wicked shall fall into mischief

As you arise from the canvas of no condemnation, let your strategy be this:

OBEDIENCE

come back citadel

stones unhinged in death-damned veiled sight (we ought have compassion that blindness be confounded by light) but living stones and glorious metamorphosis as we behold the One who so loved; a precipice his Joy, a worm He became so scarlet would become white as snow; how do we neglect so great a salvation? busyness occupies adullam, puffed in knowledge, rhema could not penetrate that gentile frequency of thoughts scurrying your spirit into idolatry and self-sufficiency; the frequency has fallen, and so to the frequency of your journey to the One who so loved. Empty everything; come as you Are; leave empowered

Beloved means your Beloved is patient and kind, ask him for Help to seek Him today; the One who so loved you.

selah

once I’ve arrived, may I never loose contentment in this citadel, I am a citadel!

don’t wait till 24 to have honest conversations with God. Tomorrow isn’t promised

still i see I repugnant, sinful desire to perplex my Christ experience, o wretched man that i am is a perpetual expression of brokenness, yet fulfilled dependence on the righteousness of Jesus Christ, and how it rouses this contrite soul i pray, gifts are without repentance, but holiness is not – attest me Holy Ghost, conviction, your ministry of chastisement, has subsided as truth I have masterfully suppressed in unrighteous living, flee youthful lusts o contrite soul, yet contention, abstain from every form of evil, yet contention, alas I see with my heart, this life is for One Spirit. Daily will I drink of it and starve a flesh seeking resurrection unto my demise.

when you have free time at 00:54am

confess your sins to God and forsake them, masquerading holiness is easy before men but not before your Maker.

sparingly I have arrived at Life’s door, flint-faced in pursuit of His Heart, His Spirit brooding over my spirit intercessions. purity I cry, abhorrence for sin I plea, death to carnal arousals, choice governed by the Spirit and the law of brokenness I concede which advocates for this glorified son to receive grace. O may porosity in spirit be foreign to me! I will waste my life on Him but present a lacklustre gospel? Having a need to be whole again in Christ means that Jesus didn’t die and resurrect 2000 years ago. I will not exasperate heaven, nor the expectation of saints in glory witnessing the God ordained deposit on my life, o God, volume of the Book written of me (have I let find me and enlighten me? for the entrance of thy word brings light, the first of creation and a new creation in Christ Jesus must follow suit, as the light of the world) I hide in me measures of faith, deepen dependency and contrition of this soul to your glory that I may die and see Christ formed in me, a living Hope but a death to die daily! what a conflicting chasm too intellectually exalted for the human spirit’s comprehension? On one side; Beauty in God, dressing His bride, removing the spots of blemish for the wedding banquet but the other: how terrifying to any trace of flesh seeking gratified advantage by a sinful blind spot my watching to His watch did not register! (we uphold watchmen duty in search me O God prayers; guard your heart above all else, no more torrid hybrid of water and tar flowing from this spirit to tongue unbridled as out of the abundance of the heart, a mouth speaks; the tongue being a world of iniquity to death!? Only pure water, streams from heaven my habitat flow from my heart; His home ethereal (*), precious, cautious I must be, not fear, but rooted and grounded in agape Loving conviction, the Spirit cries ABBA, and saturate my speech I prophesy with a cooperated surrender) my watch of His rigorous, righteous searching for any wicked way in me was warranted by self; limited time in the secret place I gave perhaps? Qavah in tongues I have approved but Qavah in silence I have rejected (prayer takes two, no monologues, dialogue with Your Husband, Lover, wait for Him o soul) How rebellious and prideful my Lord? Or perhaps law intake without Spirit prevail, presence and rule, evoking all manner of evil desire and perplexing the victory of faith in Christ? Not my story I pray. Not your story I pray.

WAIT FOR HIM

HE WILL SPEAK

(*) in no way am I advocating the point of the Spirit being fragile or weak; emphasis is on our submission to Him and His holiness being grieved by our sin, that’s where the delicacy and cautiousness comes in

measure

limitation fleeting as faith invigorated by the holy hearing of proclaimed rhema!, strengthen that which remains o Lord, as you prune and thresh my soul – branches in me that exceed measure of your ordained will, ambitious, even godly reasoning, but orchestrated by a zealous spirit, bountiful in ideas but poor, insensitive to pick the frequency of your counselling whisper, Holy Ghost…. I concede

instructing me to die but my ambitious soul masquerading as the voice of God, deceived me, pleased me, yet you Live in me, heart habituated a Spirit that cries ABBA residing in mine and I in you, an expression of oneness and intimacy, however, how often do I grant the Lord a measure, a percentage of empty space in this heart according to my preferences?….the aorta I give but you cannot dwell in pulmonary! You instruct the one whom you borrow breath….how preposterous! You don’t have it. Listen and wait, and wait again, humility will expel that carnal embargo, taking rightful space and ownership from the Spirit of Adonai, yes He comes as Master. Then, the only measure we have is the stature of Christ, and henceforth forever my knees will remain bent at the feet of Jesus, Lord and Saviour

Then He will measure my work, my heart by fire on the day of Judgement.

rerun repentance

Agonazmai

define far, a journey into nothingness bound, a mere spec as eternity beckons and immortality swallows mortality. Far and soon – mercy is the quantity of measurement, a timeless being is not confined by time, but breaks into time to manifest his royal presence that we may continually prepare to present ourselves blameless and faultless before the ancient of days. righteous-instruments release a holy sound, how infuriating to the perverse one who sought to be like the most High as our worship penetrates the unseen chasm between heaven and earth. The spirit of life bringing sound to this earthen vessel with His east wind expelling the clogs to His r.o.i. He really does see, el roi. Far also means mercy indeed. define far, further from the Father of mercy, closer to the Father of lies, inspired by his dull flame, brimstone and vultures are not far from that place.

Now obedience

Listen

Wait!

For He is coming again

In your secret place expecting luscious grapes, despising withered beaches repulsing rotting fruit, ask Him for the season? It’s not always sin, lack of knowledge , my people perish is truth. understanding o cry for supplication, evermore my soul quickly! He will gather the withered branches and cast them into the fire

And to the earth, so the secret will end.

Every eye will See Him

Hear ye Him first. now lest that day be terrible and fearful for you

Agonazmai

Agonazmai!

03:00am is for godly meditations, not scrolling

incapacitated but glorious. I stay so grace is sufficient and His strength made perfect in my weakness. praise God for weakness, that i may humbly depend on Him more

We’re a depraved heart eats of the rotten fruit of his perverse tongue – his mouth marries a curse, a forced gangway for brute Drosophila to fill his godless soul, they were enticed by the open tomb of his throat – yes you can prepare for untimely death (spiritual and physical) by reason of thy tongue – harness it! Master it before it masters you –

Until my only gaze is you, Spirit keep brooding over me till I look more like you

Until my only gaze is you, Spirit keep ruling over me till I look more like you

Bridle my tongue Holy Ghost

Become lost in the Holy Ghost

Be an ambassador for the Holy Ghost? – Spend time consecrating; conversating with the Holy Ghost, for He is the Holy Ghost!

Hope deferred makes the heart sick but a good word makes it glad – I need the Holy Ghost!

Holy Ghost! You are welcome to guide me – yes Spirit of Grace, I will not trample upon, nor insult the redemptive, Holy Blood of the covenant, but arise and shine from the hidden life of humility; broken by sin, broken by your Righteousness – i fall on the cornerstone daily!

gracefully broken plea

one song is enough – weary soul – brevity is killing the eternal longing – stay and discover deep riches, wells of His person child – you are too young to have diminishing inquisition… how can this be?

under-appreciation drives the heart to unnecessary needs 😪❤️‍🩹

Every once in a while, i must teach my soul to recall this truth……every time I wallow in an under-appreciated spirit, pride is lurking at my hearts chamber. Who am I doing it for? Because my life is not for me, my life is His. it’s not about me, it doesn’t matter whether I’m appreciated or not (by men). It’s all for His glory. i remind my soul, this intersection between the flesh and the Spirit, this battleground; my worth was given, proved by the death of My saviour. Seek Him first, glory will come from men but remember that’s not your “well done good and faithful servant” yet. Tarry in the secret place child of God. Altars are for two, not a crowd. But when the two become one, the power can transform a nation. God is calling you to singleness. Settle. Settle. Settle. Otherwise, unnecessary needs linger, pulsating the heart.

LUST, the slayer of strong men, from the spirit standpoint, rendered and graced by the Holy Ghost to be champions of the Faith, but woefully reduced to a crust of bread, that even the dogs deliberate, as they sought to fill their belly, with Babylon’s finest delicacies, rejecting the new wine of His faithfulness, love and grace – under appreciation of his Saviour, left a vacancy and the flesh took advantage. It can happen to anyone. It is the unfinished story of many.

Yes, An undiscerning and hedonistic generation brooding under the demonic fragrance of the immoral woman who’s feet never stay at home, who humbles herself under the hands of foolish, broken men who have chased for wind long enough; alas, the infatuation has conceived!; an opportunity to sin, really to gratify death! Avoid at all cost! This life ain’t worth eternal damnation. She is crafty and has wrapped her harlotry in kind, tricky words. Avoid at all cost!

How does one avoid such an enticing snare???

I Thessalonians‬ ‭5‬:‭16‬-‭18‬ ‭NKJV‬‬

“Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, in everything give thanks; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.”
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I Thessalonians‬ ‭5‬:‭21‬-‭22‬ ‭NKJV‬‬

“Test all things; hold fast what is good. Abstain from every form of evil.”
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Otherwise (for this use case of Lust)….these may be the last words you hear.

Proverbs‬ ‭7‬:‭14‬-‭15‬ ‭NKJV‬‬

“I have peace offerings with me; Today I have paid my vows. So I came out to meet you, Diligently to seek your face, And I have found you.”

I have found you – a restless serpent enlarging your ego, yet you are dust and will fall like this prince.

enraptured in the arms of a seductress???

You are prostituting what belongs to the Lord; your body

My child. You were made alive in Jesus. He gave you His life, His robe of Righteousness traded for your filthy rags. A ludicrous deal sponsored by the agape love of your Heavenly Father🕊️

I’m done rambling now

Now, onto the eternal word that can save your soul (renew your mind***)…

Some scripture to hide in our hearts ♥️

I Peter‬ ‭5‬:‭5‬-‭7‬ ‭NKJV‬‬

”Likewise you younger people, submit yourselves to your elders. Yes, all of you be submissive to one another, and be clothed with humility, for “God resists the proud, But gives grace to the humble.” Therefore humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you in due time, casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you.“
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Revelation‬ ‭4‬:‭11‬ ‭AMP

“Worthy are You, our Lord and God, to receive the glory and the honor and the power; for You created all things, and because of Your will they exist, and were created and brought into being.”
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Now affirm the Truth, kill the under-appreciation stronghold in the soul by shifting your focus on King Jesus.

Hebrews‬ ‭12‬:‭1‬-‭2‬ ‭NKJV‬‬

“Therefore we also, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which so easily ensnares us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith, who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.”
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Galatians‬ ‭6‬:‭9‬ ‭NKJV‬‬

“And let us not grow weary while doing good, for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart.”

Colossians‬ ‭3‬:‭23‬-‭24‬ ‭NKJV‬‬

“And whatever you do, do it heartily, as to the Lord and not to men, knowing that from the Lord you will receive the reward of the inheritance; for you serve the Lord Christ.”

***salvation is an imminent work of the Spirit; your spirit is made new and perfected in holiness by the blood of Jesus. But the soul – mind, will and emotions – needs saving, healing from the aftermath of being bound to the flesh’s impulses (old sinful nature which you have died to as Christ did) and the world.
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i choose rhema over offense

rhema

Proverbs 8:14

The fear of the Lord is to hate evil. Pride and arrogance and the evil way and the perverse mouth I hate.

Proverbs 1:5

A wise man listens and adds to his learning.

fighting distractions and the fleshly privilege of being offended. The last days we are in, as darkness thickens, so the light must prevail fiercer! A groaning earth the sons of God hear, and so the Truth heralds from the hills affluent and the valleys abased.

But many are offended. Offended by Truth – a liberating call to forgive the offender.

they are many, so the path is wide. their expense is a mind warped (perhaps more intentional from the introverted, to consciously remember and replay the wrongdoing that has snared their soul) or a tongue unrestrained…. (perhaps the extroverted or introverted type; “out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaks” is applicable to all men 🤷🏿‍♂️)…. articulating pain and resentment, and so they usher a reality of bitterness, by reason of iniquity in their tongue and restlessness of soul. Not knowing (however some do, how debased 😩) they have become a dwelling place for an antichrist spirit – unforgiveness, stubbornness, self-righteousness, record-keeping, pride, the polluted rivers from their vessel abounding as a toxic stream into the sea of leviathan – the king of the children of pride. I see pharaoh active, a hardened heart confirmed, then a witchcraft curse looming – the end is being engulfed by the Red sea.

It does not end well for those who hold the hot coal, hoping their offender shall be burned 🔥

The path is narrow to them that die because flesh has gone away. It is just the Spirit consuming more and more till i decrease and He increases. This sermon written in the flesh must discern the time and season fast, rhema must find expression in me to the praise of His glory. A hearing ear! Annoint my ear, it thirsts for sounds of many waters!, consecrated I become, I have hewn the tongue of bandits to my destiny by the sword of the spirit, I understand I’m a temple, my ear is a gate to my spirit, what i hear closely follows what I can believe. Let my ear hear Him only. Pay attention! He who rules his own spirit is greater than he who takes a city (proverbs 16:32)!

Matthew‬ ‭4‬:‭4‬ ‭

“But He answered and said, “It is written, ‘Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceeds from the mouth of God. ”

rhema
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Psalms‬ ‭90‬:‭12‬

“So teach us to number our days, That we may gain a heart of wisdom.”
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rhema

Ephesians‬ ‭4‬:‭32‬

“And be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God in Christ forgave you.”
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rhema

return

sanctify the Lord God in your heart. set yourself apart unto your Maker.

The Spirit cries ABBA Father.

Let Him cry for you today. children inherit the Kingdom.

they are not too proud to cry out.

Age and time will expire, but thy heart posture shall always be child like before the Lord.