A LIVING WORD YESTERDAY

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Shining Tabernacles of Praise On the Hills of Faith In Due Season

These words came to me,

Be not weary in well doing. Due season has come. Arise and gather the fruit of your labor. You are reaping where you did not sow. The fruit is overflowing. Gather into your barns of faith this precious fruit. Move quickly and with love, for the fruit is bruised. Some of the fruit has been handled with careless hands and in deceitful ways. I have promised shepherds that shall feed them. I will take away their fears, and they shall not be lacking. I have called you to be a shepherd of comfort. Many have been scattered and driven away from the fold. I am gathering those who are mine for the harvest. I have promised pastors according to my own heart that will feed them with knowledge and understanding.

Behold the quick work before your face. I am doing a wonder in your midst. The wonder of the work that I am doing shall astonish you. No flesh shall glory in my presence. The work that is being manifested is authored by love. Who compelled me to come into the world as the Son of man?

Who fasted to persuade me to come?

Who prayed long enough to convince me that it was my time to come into the world?

Abandon your ridiculous concepts of me. Abandon your ideas about what you think about my reasons for doing what I do, for they have bound you up in mental wards of spiritual insanity. No one has persuaded me to do anything. In the fullness of time, I came, and in the fullness of time, I am acting in your life according to my divine design and plan for your life and the ministry ordained by me. I am reaching into your life to pluck up all the roots of self-righteousness and religious pride. Relinquish your grip on these things, for you have held to things that you thought were of me, but were of men. The crowd is not evidence that it was ordained and ordered of me.

Worship no longer at the altar of spiritual insanity, which is the shrine of distraction. Destroy the altar of distraction. While you have worshipped before this idol, precious souls have come and gone. Arise from the altar of distraction, and seize the hands reaching for the bread of the evening time. I have given you the bread of the morning and the bread of the evening. I have made you a rich heir of the children's bread. Open up the factory in your heart. It is an assembly plant for precious food. I am making tabernacles of bread; therefore, open your mouth and publish the word of my wondrous works with the voice of thanksgiving.

The redeemed of the Lord are houses of bread and places of praise. Open your mouth wide and publish your love for my house. I have placed my honor on these houses. These houses are the temples of praise. Now speak of my power and my glory in my temple, which is your body. Stand in the house of the Lord and minister in my courts. Offer acceptable praise, for I am good. My name is a pleasant name. Now behold the work of the Spirit for my name's sake.

Fresh streams of water are flowing through your midst. The overflowing love of your God has been poured out in the face of failure, condemnation, and discouragement. I have sent a fresh expression of love in the face of fear. I have blown away the threats of destruction and manifested my glory in tabernacles of praise. Set these tabernacles on the hills of faith and remove the bushels of carnality from your heads. My people are candlesticks of praise unto my name. Now go forth, and let your light so shine among men that they may see the good works that I am doing in you. Open your mouths wide, and speak the words of the Father in you, and cease speaking the assumptions and theories of men. There is a word in this due season of life. If you have ears, then hear the word of the Lord.