Traditions would have you believe that I am too busy to take care of
your problem because I am busy taking care of others. Traditions would
have you believe that I must stop by your place to see about you. Know
this, I live with you and in you. I do not have to stop by. I have never
left, and I have heard your cry. I am not too busy taking care of other
people's problems to take care of yours. I do everything at one time.
I have all power. I do not have to leave one thing to go to another.
I am omnipresent and omnipotent. There is nothing too hard for me. Let
not Impossibility discourage you by comparing your resources to its
magnitude. The magnitude of trouble does not frighten me, neither does
it surprise me. Do not be surprised by the things that come up against
your mind. Simply look to my mind and my strength. Compare the magnitude
of Impossibility's range to my power. There is no comparison.
(RHEMA:
The Magnitude of Impossibility's Range Must Be Compared To God's Range
of Power)
Traditions would have me believe that God is too busy to take care of
my problem because he is busy taking care of other people's problems.
Traditions would have me believe that the Lord must stop by my place
to see about me. I know that he lives with me and in me. He does not
have to stop by. He has never left, and he has heard my cry. He is not
too busy taking care of other people's problems to take care of mine.
He does everything at one time. He has all power. He does not have to
leave one thing to go to another. He is omnipresent and omnipotent.
There is nothing too hard for him. I will not allow Impossibility to
discourage me by comparing my resources to its magnitude. The magnitude
of trouble does not frighten God, neither does it surprise him. I will
not be surprised by the things that come up against my mind. I will
simply look to the Lord's mind and his strength. I will compare the
magnitude of Impossibility's range to his power. There is no comparison.
By
Moses Hightower
Moses
and Thelma Hightower
The
Children of Promise Are Giant Killers
Why do you fear the giant that has come to knock on your door?
Don't you know that the Lord of Glory answers the knock on your door?
You
have sat down to sup with me; therefore, I arise to speak with your
tormentor who knocks at your door. I am not a visitor here in this house,
but I abide here. I have made your temple my place of residence, and
I am pleased to dwell here. Make no boast of your sins, neither give
praise to them, but confess them all, and forsake them then shall I
pluck you out of your afflictions. Make no hedge about your transgressions,
and hide not your sins, but confess them, every one unto me, and I will
forgive all your debts as you forgive your debtors.
I
will deliver you from the giant who was born of procrastination. The
child of procrastination has grown up and has returned for meat. It
is no longer satisfied with the milk of your life, that is, seeing you
in torment of mind, but it (the giant) now wants your life. It
has been mere milk to see you tormented in mind and of spirit, but now
it will not be satisfied until it has choked you even unto death. The
knock of the big fist on the door that seems to shake the foundation
of your faith is loud and creates a storm in your mind, but know this
of a truth, that I am not disturbed by the tormentor's knock. I am your
Father, and I do show you what I will do. Look not to the voice of the
tormentor, neither to the images that are produced in your mind by his
words. Look to the voice of your Father who speaks in you, and there
you will hear the words of the Savior and see images of victory. Let
us now answer the knock on your door.
The
images of your mind have given you an illusion of a giant structure
standing at your door with big feet and big fists. You can walk between
his legs, and yet he stands as a mountain above you. You are a grasshopper,
and he is a mountain of a spirit. Will you respond according to the
image of your mind, or will you respond according to the image of the
mind of Christ?
I
will give you another image. I see the image of a giant lying flat on
the ground. He is stunned by the blow of my strength. He is motionless
before you, my child and apple of my eye. The giant is weak and helpless
because of the might of my right hand that was vented against his head.
Now I do place the sword of my words into the head of your persecutor.
I will cherish it as a giant slain by my child of promise. It shall
be a trophy unto me. I want you to slay the giants, not simply rejoice
at seeing others slay them.
Believe
on me, for I have already overcome the giants of the land. There is
no mountain that you cannot conquer. There is no wall that can be built
to keep the Church out of the cities of death. I do send you into the
cities of death to rescue those who are dead in trespasses and sins.
Marvel not that you do not see more people in your local congregation,
for no one can come unless the Spirit of the Lord draws them. Many are
called, and few are chosen. I add and multiply to the Church such as
should be saved. Be not weary in well doing. You are going to reap,
and you will not faint because I have given you more grace that you
might endure this time of discouragement. I have given you more grace
that you might see that the same mercy that I bestowed upon you while
you were yet a sinner now super-abounds toward you unto deliverance
from all your snares.
Be
not filled with dismay and doubt, neither look at the problem as one
that shall defeat you and bring you down to shame. While you were yet
a sinner, I could have allowed the consequences of your sins to bring
you down to the shameful state of death's exposure and nakedness. I,
in mercy, came to you and delivered you even while you stood before
the counsel of evil spirits that held you in bondage. They had gathered
together not only to charge you but also to sentence you to death. I
came to the meeting of the counsel of wickedness and came to your defense.
I spoke on your behalf and commanded your freedom. Shall I now be silent
in the presence of your accusers?
Much
more, I not only speak on your behalf, but I perform on your behalf.
Behold the miracle power of the Lord's deliverance! Even while you wait,
I speak and perform.
By
Don Grigsby
Don
and Linda Grigsby
RE:
RHEMA - The Children of Promise Are Giant Killers
It only takes one stone to slay Goliath. As we focus on Jesus Christ
and lift him up, the force of our worship will hurl the Stone rejected
by the builders into the head of the giants of intimidation and religion
of this hour. Our anointing is as David's. We have been anointed to
prophesy in the battle and in worship. Our focus must never be on numbering
anything as David found out. When we let God multiply the numbers of
loaves or soldiers, we will see a victory that millions could not accomplish.
Giants of lust and hatred rise up in the prison and in the houses of
the bound on the outside. The Gentle shepherd still delivers them all.
He is still the Lord God, mighty in battle. We will lift up our heads
as we see the King of Glory sweep through the gates of our praise as
he leads captivity captive and gives gifts to us. Our battle is with
our own shortcomings and failures. God has already forgiven these and
surrounded them with an army of grace. God has not sent us into the
valley of giants to be ashamed. Our hope and confidence is in him who
holds every adversarial force in the universe at bay and gives us a
paradise to live in the harsh universe that is barren of much of what
we need. God has provided all that we need in the outpost called the
earth. One day, we will rule the entire universe from the throne of
the place that we thought was filled with giants, but the grasshoppers
will win.
FAILURE
I will not fear the giant that has come to knock on my door. I know
that the Lord of Glory answers the knock on my door. I have sat
down to sup with him; therefore, he arises to speak with my tormentor
who knocks at my door. He is not a visitor here in this house, but
he abides here. He has made my temple his place of residence, and
he is pleased to dwell here. I make no boast of my sins, neither
will I give praise to them, but I confess them all and forsake them
then God shall pluck me out of my afflictions. I make no hedge about
my transgressions, and I do not hide my sins, but I confess all
of them unto Jesus, and he will forgive all my debts as I forgive
my debtors.
The
Lord will deliver me from the giant who was born of procrastination.
The child of procrastination has grown up and has returned for meat.
It is no longer satisfied with the milk of my life, that is, seeing
me in torment of mind, but the giant now wants my life. It has been
mere milk to see me tormented in mind and of spirit, but now it
will not be satisfied until it has choked me even unto death. The
knock of the big fist on the door that seems to shake the foundation
of my faith is loud and creates a storm in my mind, but I know this
of a truth, that God is not disturbed by the tormentor's knock.
He is my Father, and he will show me what he will do. I do not look
to the voice of the tormentor, neither to the images that are produced
in my mind by his words. I look to the voice of my Father who speaks
in me, and there I will hear the words of the Savior and see images
of victory. I will go with the Lord to answer the knock on my door.
The
images of my mind have given me an illusion of a giant structure
standing at my door with big feet and big fists. I can walk between
his legs, and yet he stands as a mountain above me. I am a grasshopper,
and he is a mountain of a spirit. I will not respond according to
the image of my mind, but I will respond according to the image
of the mind of Christ. God gives me another image. He sees the image
of a giant lying flat on the ground. He is stunned by the blow of
God's strength. He is motionless before me, God's child and apple
of his eye. The giant is weak and helpless because of the might
of God's right hand that was vented against his head. Now God places
the sword of his words into the head of my persecutor. He will cherish
it as a giant slain by his child of promise. It shall be a trophy
unto him. God wants me to slay the giants, not simply rejoice at
seeing others slay them.
I
believe on Jesus, for he has already overcome the giants of the
land. There is no mountain that I cannot conquer. There is no wall
that can be built to keep the Church out of the cities of death.
The Lord sends me into the cities of death to rescue those who are
dead in trespasses and sins. I will not marvel that I do not see
more people in my local congregation, for no one can come unless
the Spirit of the Lord draws them. Many are called, and few are
chosen. God adds and multiplies to the Church such as should be
saved. I will not be weary in well doing. I am going to reap, and
I will not faint because God has given me more grace that I might
endure this time of discouragement. He has given me more grace that
I might see that the same mercy that he bestowed upon me while I
was yet a sinner now super-abounds toward me unto deliverance from
all my snares.
I
will not be filled with dismay and doubt, neither will I look at
the problem as one that shall defeat me and bring me down to shame.
While I was yet a sinner, Christ could have allowed the consequences
of my sins to bring me down to the shameful state of death's exposure
and nakedness. He, in mercy, came to me and delivered me even while
I stood before the counsel of evil spirits that held me in bondage.
They had gathered together not only to charge me, but also to sentence
me to death. Jesus came to the meeting of the counsel of wickedness
and came to my defense. He spoke on my behalf and commanded my freedom.
Now he will not be silent in the presence of my accusers. Much more,
God not only speaks on my behalf, but he will perform on my behalf.
I behold the miracle power of his deliverance! Even while I wait,
he speaks and performs.
INSPIRATION
By
Don Grigsby
RE:
By the Spirit of Prophecy, Speak of the Glory of God's Kingdom and
His Power
Prophecy lifts its voice above the clamor of confusion no matter how
complex it becomes. New Testament energized prophecy comes to testify
for us and not against us. Wrath and judgment have been buried by
the faithful witness who prosecuted our sin in himself and paid the
debt in full. Paradoxes of power proceed from the pulpit of the prophet.
Dying is living. Giving is receiving. What sin has turned upside down,
the Spirit has turned right side up. A new generation that has not
been brain washed by the teachings of man will receive a kingdom and
harvest unheard of before. Power that penetrates to the core of hell
shall cascade from their mouth. If loaves and fishes could talk, they
would shout the greatness of God. We have a mouth and that is all
we need to engage the creative energy of God that needs no other earthly
ability. Let us cease to take inventory of our empty boxes, and God
will fill them with all the things that we think do not exist. God
will not be held hostage by any man. As we fall before him in thanksgiving
and praise, we can be broken and fashioned into the vessel that holds
the treasure that seemed but grains of sand a few minutes before.
Spiritual minds flow from the heavens down into this life. They will
never flow from here to the throne. Our ideas will never adjust to
our measure of the greatness of God. How large a portion will he give
to his children who will not measure him?
He
will speak volumes to those who will not define him. Many will be
affected by the division caused by the sword of Rhema. Their mind
set has so limited God that they feel they will only follow after
what they feel safe with. His prophecy will push us out of our comfort
zones. As God allowed false teachers to arise in apostolic times,
false teachers will to try to dismantle the work that God is putting
together today. Their resistance will fail and be made obvious before
all who listen to them. Their words ring so hollow that they will
be as the wind of the desert. What men has put down, God has lifted
up. All the things that others would trample under foot will be set
on a throne. God will loose his armory against the false bands of
those who would try to prey upon the faith of his children. Faith
will triumph in those who hear his words. Men's words will become
toxic destruction to those who help put out their propaganda. All
the traps and snares that have been set to defame the truth will lie
broken in the valley of their shame.
(Continued)
Go and say, "Lift up holy hands without wrath and without doubting."
Declare that I am the omnipresent savior whose love already proved
it. I am love, and I have displayed the essence of my love by the demonstration
of my love. I showed forth my love on the tree and declared to the entire
world that you are precious in my sight.
316.
Must I display another act to prove my love?
Lift up your eyes unto my divinity, and see the magnitude of grace that
is yours by the free gift of righteousness. I have redeemed you by precious
blood and set you on a hill where you cannot be hid. Lift up the bushel
of doubt, and run to the wide open spaces of evangelism. The spirit
of evangelism is in you. I have come to evangelize the world. Come out
of your cocoon of comfort, and inflict your dignity. When you have buffeted
yourselves and declared yourselves dead to self, to the devil, and to
the world, then shall the wick of evangelism shine bright in you. I
am the light of the world. I have lit the wick of life within you, but
your flesh does not want to die to the things of this world.
317.
Don't you know that a candle is not used without its wax being spent?
I am the Father of creation, the Lord, your God. Give glory unto the
name that is above every name. It is a glorious name, for it is higher
than all names. I am the one true God, the Eternal Spirit. Jesus is
my name. There is no name above this name, for it is a hallowed name.
It has been set apart in the heavens and in the earth. Be not drawn
away from the truth concerning this hallowed name of your father. I
am the Father of lights and the Father of spirits. There is no other
Creator. I did not counsel with anyone.
318.
Who has been my counselor?
+ The law came by Moses, but grace and truth came by Jesus Christ. The
instruments of the law played the tunes of death and great sorrow, but
these instruments that are fashioned after the likeness of Jesus Christ
play the tunes of life and peace. Return from the strange lands in your
hearts, and come and walk with me along the rivers of living water.
Take your harps from the willows that weep, and play the sounds of praise
for the souls whose heads hang down.
319.
Where will the sinners hear the sounds of joy if the redeemed sing not
the sounds of joy?
+
The sinners never had a song that I could love, for their hearts were
spoiled with sin.
320.
Shall spoiled hearts sing the songs of joy when their lives have been
plundered by the spirits from the grave?
(To
Be Continued)
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