Series
2.6.25 - #177
June
25, 2004
I
make up my mind not to worry about the gainsayers, the deceivers,
the schemers, and the robbers. God has ordained me and called
me unto his own purpose. Now I rest, and I am assured that he
has not forgotten his promises unto me. Though the storms keep
raging and the winds keep blowing, I remember that he is with
me through the raging storms and through the mighty confusing
winds of time. He is with me always even unto the end of the
age. I will be confident of his abiding presence. While confusion
conspires with another scandal and more lies, I lift up my eyes,
and I behold the light of the day within me. I determine not
to be moved from the stronghold of faith and love. The storms
of life will continue to rage unto the end of time here on the
earth, but I know this of a truth, God is faithful in the raging
storm. His word has gone out of his mouth. It will not return
to him empty or void. His word is settled in heaven. He has
hidden it in my heart and extended it unto my tongue. I thrust
it through the atmosphere of confusion and clear these confusing
things from my presence. There cometh great peace unto me in
the midst of this conflict.
The
Lord shall usher in more grace, and grace shall shove these
conflicting things into the chambers where the ashes are kept.
I do not worry. He has not slept while men conspired against
me, neither has he granted anyone an advantage over me. What
men consider an advantage is really a disadvantage. No power
can be given over me. There is none that understands the dilemma
the way he understands it. He has anchored my soul in him, and
he will not lose me to frustration and conspiracy. The Lord
has borne me upon the wings of faith. Faith is not faltering
in the face of all these things. Faith is not intimidated by
the unceasing storms of life. Intimidation and conspiracy cannot
root up this anchor. He has set me in a place by him and in
him. My soul will not be moved, and my life will not be cast
down. He has anchored me in his love. His love for me has given
birth to a child born in the fire. My birthplace is never in
danger because the serpents of the night cannot abide in this
holy place of birth. As a babe in a basket woven by a caring
mother, I rest in this fire. The fire is the basket of safety
for me. The serpents that came to devour and poison me with
their venomous bites will not approach me in this fire of trial.
God's design for my life is not fashioned after human reasoning,
neither can man understand it with mental ability. To understand
the design of this building that he is building, a heavenly
mind must be given. Now I rest as he continues to build strength
inside of me. There are weaknesses inside that must be pitched
with the mortar of grace and love. When my weaknesses have been
repaired by the surgery of grace and love, then will I stand
and lift the heavy load of other people's burdens and my own.
Let us bear one another's burdens and so fulfill the law of
Christ.



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.

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