Series 3.2.6 - #37

 

Words of Light Upon the Face of Trouble

 

February 6, 2005

 

I lift up my eyes unto the beauty of the Lord and his holiness. I behold the creation and its beauty. I worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness. Nature has drawn its illustrations for my learning. God's voice is here in the classroom of communion. I hear the word of the Lord, and I am growing in grace and in the knowledge of the Lord. I behold the trees, and I behold his plan for my growth. I was planted in the likeness of his death and so am I raised in the likeness of his resurrection. He has supplied everything that I need to go from my planting unto my resurrection. I behold the planting of a seed and learn of the power of his death. Unless a seed falls into the earth and dies, it will abide alone. It must first die in the earth and then it will bring forth much fruit. The powerful tree that I beheld did not bypass death as a seed, yet many have not found this powerful truth. Many are seeking this truth. I will go and sow it into the earth. It will not return unto him void. Nature teaches me, that which I sow is not quickened except it dies. The gospel has been given to me. Now I will go and preach the gospel that others may die and live again.

God has waters that are alive. I no longer look to the dead water of this world. When I was raised in the newness of life, rivers of living water began to flow in me. I will withdraw my own thoughts today, and I will water this valley with waterfalls of freshness and beauty. I hear the voice of many waters. These waters are speaking with power. These waters are falling upon my ears with resounding power. I hear the melody of the waters that flow. I cannot hear a melody if I considered the sound upon my ears to be an unwanted noise.

The Lord has sent a dangerous waterfall as a surprise in my life to present me with a new melody of faith and trust. He is with me in this waterfall. I will walk on into the center of this fall that the sound of it may surround me then I will hear the drum roll of trouble. I will cease listening to the distraction of my natural senses, and I will listen with my spiritual ears. God is directing this symphony, and he has commanded everything in the waterfall of trouble to praise him. The fear of death has picked up its trumpet and has laid aside its melody of taps. The fear of death has picked up a new melody, and now love notes bring the sounds of life.

I will not die in this trial. God brought me here to hear the sounds of faith. Many never hear the sounds of faith, for they have never learned to hear spiritual sounds. In the greatest trouble, there is a melody. In the darkest plague, there is a melody of healing and recovery. In the worst difficulty, God has hidden a solo for those who trust him. In the loudest annoyance, there are notes of peace. I have listened at these things with ears of unbelief. Now I listen with the ears of faith. Faith's ears are not pestered by pests. Faith's ears are not harassed by the sounds that are in the background of hardship. Faith's ears are trained to hear the melody of victory over hardship; therefore, the background sounds of hardship compliment the melody that God's faithfulness has authored. I hear the beautiful sounds of faith. They are heard by those who love him enough to trust him. When I trust him in my troubles, then my ears of rest will magnify the hidden melodies in all things. I rest in these trials, for God is tuning my ears to hear the beauty hidden in trouble's song.

 

 

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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