Thoughts Higher Than Mine_Living Word Chronicle

Believe the gospel and the good news concerning revival in the land. I have manifested healing and deliverance through the sons of God of this age; just as miracles were manifested before in the body of the Christ. Stop looking for signs of my faithfulness, and believe in me. My nature and expression of love at Calvary was enough.

(RHEMA: The Light of God Is Our Defense Against the Principalities and Powers of the Air)

I believe the gospel and the good news concerning revival in the land. He has manifested healing and deliverance through the sons of God of this age; just as miracles were manifested before in the body of the Christ. I will stop looking for signs of his faithfulness and believe in him. His nature and expression of love at Calvary was enough.

(Confession of a Sound Mind: Words of Light Upon the Face of Darkness, Bondage, and Lasciviousness)

By Moses Hightower

Thelma and Moses Hightower

Love’s Liberating Touch In the Presence of a Host of Evil

(Part 3)

These words are not the offerings of a human mind. I have bypassed your mind and spoken to you in your heart. Open your heart to me, and give me the key to the secret chambers of earthy dreams. Your secret chambers will not be invaded by me, although I know what is there. You must open them up with the key of your will and then will I enter in and turn the smoke of charred wishes unto living realities. I will take the vapor of poisoned desires and turn them into beautiful godly intents. I will take the arduous odor of regret and neutralize it with the fragrance from my holy breath. I will take the disassembled parts of lost purpose and model a new vision of a regenerated purpose. Give me your hand of faith. Though it is withered because of the continual squeezing of confusion, I will restore it unto the activity of faith. The life that is flowing unto you and in you has not ceased with a touch upon your hands, but your entire life has been ministered to by the words of life in your hearing. I have sent my word and healed you. I have sent my word and called you forth from the tombs of frustration. My will is not to have you perish in the tombs of your enemies. My will has been done in heaven. Now it is being done in you.

You will not perish in the hands of the cruel masters of illusions. You will not perish in the hands of spiritual regression. You will not perish in the hands of spiritual decay. I have brought you the restoration and placed it inside of you. Allow the reality of faith to surge through your spirit and then will your body follow the lead of that which has already happened. Though doubt applies its final squeeze on your heart; though anxiety applies its final pinch on your nerves; though complexity flashes its final illusion of impossibility; though discouragement’s gravity pulls with all its might; though despair looms as a giant falling meteor; though imagination’s designer paints its finishing touch of carefully calculated defeat; though the evil sculptor chisels out a statue that represents your life in his hall of fools; though the host of evil assimilates an army of skilled warriors; and though the evil prosecuting attorney of the air presents his evidence of your guilt, look away from all these things to the blood of your lover. Now which one of these things can find you under this holy sanctified blood?

Do not fear. The precious blood has cleansed you, and now the Resurrection will deliver you. Lift up your heads, and behold the power of my faithfulness in the presence of all evil. Lift your hands and worship. Allow your tears to flow that your spiritual eyes may be cleansed. Allow your mouths to open, and express the screams of deliverance. I have walked into your hearts and lives and expressed my love.The love of God is delivering you right now. Have faith. The expressions of faith have been heard, and the mountains of evil have been moved. Now rejoice.

By Don Grigsby

Don and Linda Grigsby

RE: RHEMA - Love's Liberating Touch In the Presence of a Host of Evil (Part 3)

Discouragement and despair are not the depths that are for us. God's deep things are the words that will lift us above the gravity of defeat and launch us beyond the hold of heavy handed hosts of evil. Depression is not the recession for us to live through. We have been revived by the power of love that liberates the soul from the dictates of the laws of the flesh. The law of liberty and faith will loose us from the icy fingers of death and cause us to feel the warm shower of assurance wash our hearts and soul of all the dust and mud of the journey. Our minds may be a gateway to our spirit. God has given love the endless reservoirs of living water to flood every gate into our soul so that every intruder will be drown at the gate. God is the master engineer of repairing the broken pieces of our lives and dreams. Love will not shatter the glass that looks into the face of the sunrise of promise. It will tear away the shattered walls of protection and replace it with more projectile proof glass to see the promises even better. We have not been sentenced to view an endless parade of phantoms of the pits of life. We are not set for the penalty of hearing the howling of the hounds of hell. We have and are hearing the music of the new song that prophesies the prosperity of his prophets. Poverty has been packaged and mailed to the dead letter office. God is washing our eyes with tears of gratitude as we view the mercy and miracles that are fresh every morning.

A HOST OF EVIL

(Part 3)

These words are not the offerings of a human mind. The Lord has bypassed my mind and spoken to me in my heart. I open my heart to Jesus, and I give him the key to the secret chambers of my earthy dreams. My secret chambers will not be invaded by God, although he knows what is there. I must open them up with the key of my will and then will he enter in and turn the smoke of charred wishes unto living realities. He will take the vapor of poisoned desires and turn them into beautiful godly intents. He will take the arduous odor of regret and neutralize it with the fragrance from his holy breath. He will take the disassembled parts of lost purpose and model a new vision of a regenerated purpose. I give him my hand of faith. Though my hand of faith is withered because of the continual squeezing of confusion, the Lord will restore it unto the activity of faith. The life that is flowing unto me and in me has not ceased with a touch upon my hands, but my entire life has been ministered to by the words of life in my hearing. He has sent his word and healed me. He has sent his word and called me forth from the tombs of frustration. His will is not to have me perish in the tombs of my enemies. His will has been done in heaven. Now it is being done in me.

I will not perish in the hands of the cruel masters of illusions. I will not perish in the hands of spiritual regression. I will not perish in the hands of spiritual decay. The Lord has brought me the restoration and placed it inside of me. I allow the reality of faith to surge through my spirit, and now my body follows the lead of that which has already happened. Though doubt applies its final squeeze on my heart; though anxiety applies its final pinch on my nerves; though complexity flashes its final illusion of impossibility; though discouragement’s gravity pulls with all its might; though despair looms as a giant falling meteor; though imagination’s designer paints its finishing touch of carefully calculated defeat; though the evil sculptor chisels out a statue that represents my life in his hall of fools; though the host of evil assimilates an army of skilled warriors; and though the evil prosecuting attorney of the air presents his evidence of my guilt, I look away from all these things to the blood of my lover. None of these things can find me under this holy sanctified blood. I do not fear. The precious blood has cleansed me, and now the Resurrection will deliver me. I lift up my head, and I behold the power of God’s faithfulness in the presence of all evil. I lift my hands and worship. I allow my tears to flow that my spiritual eyes may be cleansed. I allow my mouth to open and express the screams of deliverance. He has walked into our heart and lives and expressed his love. The love of God is delivering me right now. I have faith, and now the expressions of faith have been heard, and the mountains of evil have been moved; therefore, I rejoice.

INSPIRATION

By Don Grigsby

RE: RHEMA: The Right Hand of God's Power Parting the Wall of Impossibility

Walls of impossibility were designed by the Lord to be the frame of the portrait of his power. Many forces come to present themselves as walls and barriers. God has always shown us that he can demolish them, vaporize them, or turn them into escalators to victory. Every voice and foe that tries to lift its voice to cause us to categorize a situation as impossible is filled with lies and will not stand before the voice of faith and truth that speaks against it. Walls in modern times, such as the Berlin wall, had to come down when someone with authority said, “Tear it down.” It did not matter how long it stood and how many troops guarded it. It had to come down. We have the authority by the name of Jesus and his position of authority to declare every impossibility to be dismantled. Every question that tries to put doubt in our mind has already been answered by his resounding “yes” and “amen” of power. The walls say, "Will he do it?" His word has already written it in the earth with many infallible proofs. Yes, the work is already done!

(Continued)

Pray that you do not into temptation. The refusal to pray is the way into temptation; therefore, close the door of prayerlessness by fervent prayer. I am the father of lights, the father of spirits, and your creator. I have begotten you by the word of light and now you are a child of the light. Allow your light to shine.

441. How will your light shine if you have covered it with unwanted temptation?

I have called you to lift up the banner of holiness and righteousness. Go and stand on the hill of salvation and sound the trumpet of truth. Do not fear to sound the trumpet of freedom, for many await the melody of sanctification. The melody of sanctification cannot be played without the trumpet of truth. I have given the solo part of sanctification unto the trumpet of truth. All the other background sounds and harmony are mere empty expressions until truth has played its solo. Hear the solo of truth. It will make you free, for you are sanctified by the truth. The flesh shall not march with you in the unison that is required of you unless it is crucified.

442. How will a band of unbelief march with the band of faith?

(To Be Continued)

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