Confession of Faith - December 29, 2004

SCRIPTURAL VERIFICATION

The word is nigh thee, even in thy mouth, and in thy heart: that is, the word of faith, which we preach; That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved. For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation.

(Romans 10:8-10)

CONFESSION

OF FAITH

Series 2.12.29 - #363

Words of Light Upon the Face of Hopeless Situations

December 29, 2004

God has made me as a palm tree. In this season of drought, he has fertilized me with grace. I shall flourish and grow in grace and in good works. I am in a prosperous state. I shall spread out and enlarge my coast. God has ordained that I shall become more eloquent in presenting him, and he will parade the words of grace as never before. His word shall adorn my life and decorate the atmospheres that I dwell in. It shall abound with goodness and liberty for all who hear it. The beauty of his word shall go forth as the splendor of a mighty tree. It shall flourish in wisdom and understanding. The spirit of wisdom and understanding shall leap within me and produce new arenas of liberty and miracles. I behold the miracles blossoming on the trees of impossibilities. In the Spirit, the flowers of miracles are blooming even their shrubs are cultivated for ornaments of victory.

God has given me spiritual eyes so that I may see the beauty of these flowers before they appear. By faith, I shall behold the flower of miracles as they expand their buds. Miracles are blooming. They are shooting forth from impossibilities. Though impossibility holds forth an ugly presentation, grace stretches forth the beauty of a finished product, crowned with the affection of love. Grace has adorned itself with the shoot of a miracle. Though it is a winter presentation, I will behold it unfold in summer. The covering of impossibility is merely protecting it from the cold weather and the external enemies that seek to injure my miracle. I will not remove my spiritual eyes from the flower and the leaves contained in the bud. The bud of my miracle may be ugly, but I remember, it shall blossom into a thing of beauty.

The germinating power of grace will not fail. It shall be what God has sent it forth to be. The enemy meant it for an obnoxious experience, but God meant it as an experience that will benefit me and all that will hear me. Jesus has turned the expectations of the devil into a flower of love. I dry my tears and adorn myself with gladness. I have anticipated a miracle. It is growing. I will not attempt to open the petals of my miracle before time. I will simply allow it to unfold into the beautiful flower it is destined to become. The flower of love is the best part of God's revelation. This miracle that he is working for me shall be very valuable to my faith. My faith shall become more vigorous and powerful as a result of this experience; therefore, I will not despise the agitating voices sent forth from impossibility. Jesus shall place his hand over the mouth of these voices, and grace shall speak loud and clear. While I wait, I adorn my miracle with the fresh aroma of praise. I cast aside the odious smell of doubt and unbelief. Unbelief and doubt has sought to fill me with the fermented drink of death. I throw it down and wait on God. He has strengthened my heart. Jesus aborted sickness and death at Calvary. It was unwanted and unproductive then. It is discarded and sterile now. I rejoice. There are miracles blossoming in hopeless situations.

Hebrews 10:22 - 23

Let us draw near with a true heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled from an evil conscience, and our bodies washed with pure water. Let us hold fast the profession of our faith without wavering; (for he is faithful that promised;)

Ephesians 2:8-9

For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: Not of works, lest any man should boast.