Thoughts Higher Than Mine_Living Word Chronicle

By Moses Hightower

Thelma and Moses Hightower

We Have Heard the Sound of Redemption and Accepted the Trumpet's Blast of Surrender to Declare Sin a Loser

By Moses Hightower

I have given my life for you. No other life can be offered for the sins of the world. I am the Messiah. My life was offered for your sins, and now your sin debt is paid. Acknowledge the power of the payment price for your sins, and walk out of the prison of debt and regret. There is no power to restrain you. I have abolished the power of sin and allowed you to go free by the holy path of my blood. The way is made for you and no one can close off this pathway. Do not look to the left or the right to view the instruments that sound the tunes of condemnation in your ears. Their sounds do not fall on the ears of righteousness, for righteousness has heard the sound of redemption and accepted the trumpet's blast of surrender. I came and surrendered to the will of the Father. In surrender, I offered myself once and for all to declare sin a loser. Righteousness has been granted to you. Love has embraced you. Peace is now your reward. Joy is your strength and mercy walks with goodness as a shield for your back. Look to me, little one. You have stared at the shadows of condemnation and weakness long enough. Behold your King. I am just and lowly, yet awesome and mighty. I have redeemed you from the will of your persecutors. Now allow the power of the will to be executed for you this moment. The power of the will is being executed for my name's sake and to make you free by the truth. You are freed and no longer bound; therefore, leap for joy. I have made you a son. Now enjoy the benefits of the covenant that have been instituted in your life for my name's sake.

CONDEMNATION, CRITICISM, PERSECUTORS, AND WEAKNESS

By Aaron Stickel

Jesus has given his life for me. No other life can be offered for the sins of the world. He is the Messiah. His life was offered for my sins. My sin debt is paid. I acknowledge the power of the payment price for my sins and walk out of the prison of debt and regret. There is no power to restrain me. God has abolished the power of sin and allowed me to go free by the holy path of his blood. The way is made for me, and no one can close off this pathway. I will not look to the left or the right to view the instruments that sound the tunes of condemnation in my ears. Their sounds do not fall on the ears of righteousness, for righteousness has heard the sound of redemption and accepted the trumpet's blast of surrender. The Lord came and surrendered to the will of the Father. In surrender, he offered himself once and for all to declare sin a loser. Righteousness has been granted to me. Love has embraced me. Peace is now my reward. Joy is my strength, and mercy walks with goodness as a shield for my back. I look to Jesus, for I have stared at the shadows of condemnation and weakness long enough. I behold my King. He is just and lowly, yet awesome and mighty. He has redeemed me from the will of my persecutors. This moment, I allow the power of the will to be executed for me. The power of the will is being executed for his name's sake and to make me free by the truth. I am freed and no longer bound; therefore, I leap for joy. God has made me a son. Now I enjoy the benefits of the covenant that have been instituted in my life for his name's sake.

By Don Grigsby

Don and Linda Grigsby

RE: RHEMA - We Have Heard the Sound of Redemption and Accepted the Trumpet's Blast of Surrender to Declare Sin a Loser

Silver trumpets rang out in the days of the feasts of redemption. Our redeemer has set the eternal feast of liberty in our lives. Our invitation is not as the entertainment at the party of condemnation. Precious blood has paid our pardon. We will not dance to the music of censure, but we will dance with the censors of worship, sending up our praise to the throne of grace. We have been accepted beyond the court of criticism to castigate us. His will and testimony have already been probated at the resurrection, and we are joint heirs of everything that he took back that was lost in Adam. We have been set free from the law of sin and death. We are leaping into the arms of love that will never again throw us at the mercy of judgment.

By Moses Hightower

The way is already made. I have not brought you to a wilderness of death and bones. I have brought you to a battleground for souls. This is not a place of death and bones, but this is a place of tremendous victory. This victory on this place shall be for a memorial. I have allowed the things that have come that I might show myself strong on your behalf. Show forth fervent praises that this fragrance of praise will become a memory that you will not forget. Do not allow the regretful things to become your memories, or there shall only be the remains from the stagnant fragrances of bitterness and resentment. I have allowed all the pains and hurts that you might be in fellowship with me. You have come to know me in the fellowship of alienation and rejection, yet the glory of God rests upon you and those who follow you. Do not be filled with dismay in this time of discouragement, but rather, be encouraged that you are chosen to suffer with me. The spears and javelins of the enemy cannot prevent you from going through the barrier ahead. I have placed a door in the barriers before you. Keep moving forward, for the door is already opened for you. I have gone before you and established foundations in the house of your enemies. I shall build upon this point of rejection and cause my acceptance to be your springboard of grace. I have given more grace in the time of bewilderment. Remember, I have allowed all the things that have come to you. The day shall not pass before you become fully aware of the meanings behind what I have allowed. I will give you a confirmation of the things that are to come to pass shortly.

By LWWC Confession Writers

The way is already made. God has not brought me to a wilderness of death and bones. He has brought me to a battleground for souls. This is not a place of death and bones, but this is a place of tremendous victory. This victory on this place shall be for a memorial. The Lord has allowed the things that have come that he might show himself strong on my behalf. I will show forth fervent praises that this fragrance of praise will become a memory that I will not forget. I will not allow the regretful things to become my memories, or there shall only be the remains from the stagnant fragrances of bitterness and resentment. God has allowed all the pains and hurts that I might be in fellowship with him. I have come to know him in the fellowship of alienation and rejection, yet the glory of God rests upon me and those who follow me. I am not filled with dismay in this time of discouragement, but rather, I am encouraged that I am chosen to suffer with him. The spears and javelins of the enemy cannot prevent me from going through the barrier ahead. He has placed a door in the barriers before me. I will keep moving forward, for the door is already opened for me. He has gone before me and established foundations in the house of my enemies. He shall build upon this point of rejection and cause his acceptance to be my springboard of grace. He has given more grace in the time of bewilderment. He has allowed all the things that have come to me. The day shall not pass before I become fully aware of the meanings behind what he has allowed. He will give me a confirmation of the things that are to come to pass shortly.

By Don Grigsby

RE: RHEMA - Set the Truth Up As a Banner and Sound the Trumpets of Praise

Truth may stand alone or in the minority, but as in the battle of Gideon, the Lord will take the testimony of truth and turn the tide of the battle to complete victory. Multiple times of triumph are echoing down through the ages of the triumph of praise. If there is a stone left of the walls of Jericho, it will always remember the stupendous power of the trumpets of praise on the seventh day of the march of Israel. Jehoshaphat's singers and praisers set the enemy on its ear as they turned the praise of God's enduring mercy into marvelous mountains of might. It has been the experience of every believer that I have talked with that when they are weary and feel that they cannot go on, they are energized by the power of praise. Weakness is swept away by the waves of glory that the King rides on as he inhabits the praises of his people. As we lift up our heads and exalt him, the celebration of the King will begin and not end. Our Rock will roll over every other kingdom and scatter them as chaff before his mighty winds.

By Moses Hightower

(Continued)

Go to the tabernacle of memories, and behold my goodness to you in the past. Remember the benefits of your salvation. Remember the graciousness of my Spirit. Remember the protection given you in the times of trouble. Remember the security offered every moment. Remember the goodness of your God at all times, and allow your praises to be continually in your mouth. When you have tabernacled the innumerable benefits of the past, then time will be no more.

232. Must you finish counting before you worship me because of who I am?

233. Must you finish counting before you behold the invisibility of faithfulness to provide the rain of blessings being poured out in the spirit?

(To Be Continued)

By Jorge Sanchez

January 17 , 2007

I thank you Lord for giving your life for me. I know that no other life can be offered for the sins of this world. You are the Messiah, and your life was offered for my sins. I am grateful that my sin debt is paid. I acknowledge your power for the payment price for my sins, and I walk out of the prison of debt and regret. By your grace, there is no power to restrain me. I praise you for abolishing the power of sin and allowing me to go free by the holy path of your blood. I am thankful that the way is made for me, and no one can close off this pathway. By grace, I will not look to the left or the right to view the instruments that sound the tunes of condemnation in my ears. These sounds do not fall on the ears of righteousness, for righteousness has heard the sound of redemption and accepted the trumpet's blast of surrender. You came and surrendered to the will of the Father. In surrendering, you offered yourself once and for all to declare sin a loser.

I am honored that righteousness has been granted to me. Love has embraced me. Peace is now my reward. I am grateful that joy is my strength and mercy walks with goodness as a shield for my back. I have stared at the shadows of condemnation and weakness long enough. I behold you, my King. You are just and lowly, yet awesome and mighty. I thank you for redeeming me from the will of my persecutors. I am relieved that at this moment, I am allowed to see the power of your will being executed for me. The power of your will is being executed for your name's sake to make me free by the truth. By your grace, I am freed and no longer bound; therefore, I leap for joy. I am grateful that you have made me your son. Now I enjoy the benefits of the covenant that have been instituted in my life for your name’s sake.

I am delighted that silver trumpets rang out in the days of the feasts of redemption. Lord, you are my redeemer and have set the eternal feast of liberty in my life. My invitation is not as the entertainment at the party of condemnation. Your precious blood has paid for my pardon. I am thankful that I will not dance to the music of censure, but I will dance with the censors of worship, sending up my praise to the throne of grace. I am honored that I have been accepted beyond the court of criticism to castigate me. Your will and testimony have already been probated at the resurrection, and I am a joint heir of everything that you took back that was lost in Adam. I am comforted to know that I have been set free from the law of sin and death. By grace, I leap into the arms of love and know that they will never again throw me at the mercy of judgment.

Lord, I am delighted that a way is already made for me. You have not brought me to a wilderness of death and bones. You have brought me to a battleground for souls. This place is not a place of death and bones, but this is a place of tremendous victory. I am thankful that the victory in this place shall be for a memorial. I give you praise for allowing these things to come to me that you might show yourself strong on my behalf. By grace, I will show forth fervent praises that this fragrance of praise will become a memory that I will not forget. By grace, I will not allow the regretful things to become my memories, or there shall only be the remains from the stagnant fragrances of bitterness and resentment. You have allowed all these pains and hurts that I might be in fellowship with you. I come to know you in the fellowship of alienation and rejection, yet your glory rests upon me and those who follow me.

I thank you that I am not filled with dismay in this time of discouragement, but rather, I am encouraged that I am chosen to suffer with you. I am relieved that the spears and javelins of the enemy cannot prevent me from going through the barrier ahead. You have placed a door in the barriers before me. I will keep moving forward, for the door is already opened for me. You have gone before me and established foundations in the house of my enemies. You shall build upon this point of rejection and cause your acceptance to be my springboard of grace. You have given me more grace in the time of bewilderment. You have allowed all the things that have come to me. The day shall not pass before I become fully aware of the meanings behind what you have allowed. I am rejoicing because you will give me a confirmation of the things that are to come to pass shortly.

RE: PRAYER OF THANKSGIVING - January 17, 2007

Our pardon has been paid for by the suffering of our substitute. Jesus became our scapegoat so that we could be a sacrifice of praise instead of the sorrow of ashes of failures. Jesus Christ surrendered to the surging sea of our sin so that the total sum of our indebtedness would not bury us in ruin. All the liabilities of sin's loss have been turned into the profit margins of redemption by the ransom of Jesus' blood. We are not weeping to the funeral dirge of condemnation, but we are dancing to the delightful tones of today's eternal joy. Our lives have not been relegated to the dusty graveyards of gross darkness. We stand in the gardens of the flowers of grace dripping with the honey of heavenly hope sparkling in the morning light. Every discouragement and confusion of our lives is placed in the hands of his victory. He turns our confusion into confessions of creation. God will make our darkness or misery light before us, and he will never forsake us or refuse to hear our cry.