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Up the King's Highway To the Celebration Center of Heaven

 

These words entered into my hearing,

Make a joyful noise unto me, and then will you find the avenues of joy unspeakable that are full of my glory. Make a joyful noise unto me, and then will you know the strength of the unicorn and the leaping ability of the ram. Make a joyful noise unto me, and then will you skip and leap with the joy of those who drink wine. Make a joyful noise unto me, and then will you experience the strength of my arms. I have joy that is unspeakable. This joy that I have cannot be expressed with words, but I will cause it to be expressed and demonstrated by you. Even in the womb of my body, shall this joy bring forth strength to give birth to new ones.

Hold not back the expression of joy that is at the door of expression. Lay aside your temptations to grieve today, and come with me to the avenues of joy. Look beyond these temporal things, and see the end of the avenues of this life. Beyond the clouds of the spirit, there is the preparation for a wedding and a marriage supper. Give me your mind, and I will channel the vision of my mind through your mind, and then will you see what is happening at the end of the avenues of life.

You are not walking down the corridors of death. You are walking up the King's highway. This highway does not lead to the doors of death, nor does it lead to the pits of sorrow. This highway leads to the celebration center of heaven where my bride and I do celebrate.

Come from your third dimension, and enter into the fourth dimension. Look beyond these things which have attempted to move you, and see the things that are already happening in the future. Look and see the angels that rejoice even now as sinners repent. Behold the angels that rejoice at the arrival of the Lamb's wife. Behold the order of the ceremony, and be assured that you were called to be in the number.

Cancel all your reservations for all the voyages to the deep sea of destruction. Let not sin and the influences of sin be given to you. If you receive the offers of the wicked one and his angels, then will you miss the journey beyond this life. There is no voyage with those who perish that is worth anything. What does it profit to gain the whole world, and then perish with the ungodly?

Sin's interest is greater than any credit card charge. The interest of grace has been paid by my life. Now look unto the glorious things of my kingdom, and you will find that godliness with contentment is a greater gain than all the things of the pleasures of sin. The seasonal offers of sin only bring the reward of death. Death's payment is sure and final, for when you have picked up the salary of death, judgment shall present you with the trophy of a fool.

Choose this day whom you will serve, for I have come and stood behind death. You see his shadow, but I say unto you, "There are no shadows without a light." Look beyond the shadow of death. Look beyond death. Look unto me, the light of the world, and you will find me with a rod and staff for your comfort. Open wide the gates of praise. The valley of despair is only a dip in the road. Come unto me, and I will lift you over this thing, for I have hands that can carry the weight of the entire world.

Make a joyful noise unto your Lord. Express your joy with the clapping of your hands. Express your joy with the leaping of your legs. Express your joy with running legs. Express your joy in the dance. Express your joy from the depth of your being. I wait on the expressions of faith, for I desire to bring my fire to consume the joyful praises of my body. Bring me your praises, and I will send you a fire. Bring me your thanksgiving, and I will consume all the enemies round about you. Bring me the sacrifices of praise, and I will come and attend to the expression of your praise with my fire. Send up praises, and I shall make a fire in your bones. Send up praises, and I will show you a fire unfolding itself. Send up praises, and you shall see the wheel in the middle of a wheel. Send up praises, and you shall behold the bones of your city become a marching army of saints in the army of the Lord. Come and bring the sacrifice of praise.

 

 

 

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