Thoughts Higher Than Mine_Living Word Chronicle

By Moses Hightower

Thelma and Moses Hightower

A Table of Fresh Bread, Fresh Water, and Fresh Wine Through the Door of a New Thing

I will show you my power. I have not sent you with enticing words of man's wisdom, but with a demonstration of my Spirit on my part will you minister. Do not look to your own understanding nor your knowledge for ministering ability. I have a message for the people that cannot be designed by human understanding and human ability. Look to me, and I will show you a new thing. Do not look upon the circumstances of the hour. These things should not move you. If you look to the circumstances of the hour, they will intimidate you and force you to withdraw from the trust that is already working in you. Ignore the voices of unbelief that will surely speak in your ear. I have given you a relationship with the Voice. The Voice of God is speaking. Allow the words of the Voice to speak through you and in you. Lift your eyes to the visions that shall appear in the spirit realm, for I will show you things that you have not seen. I am ministering in you. You are a vessel, but I am the minister of the sanctuary. Look up to the minister in you. Look upon the visible expressions of your Father. How will you show forth true actions of faith if you do not behold the actions of the Father within you?

The son can do nothing except he sees the Father do it. Now look to me, the Father in you. Worry no longer about what you will minister, for I am the Spirit of the Father who speaks in you. Look to the Spirit of the Father within you, for I have begun this good work, and now I will perform it. Come from your ivory thrones of self. Come from the fabricated actions of self-righteousness. Come from your habitual actions of traditional religious dramas for men seeking spiritual entertainment. Come to the altar of the Lord and receive a broken heart and broken spirit. Come to the altar of the Lord and receive a contrite spirit. I have allowed the wounds to come. I have allowed the hurts to come. I have allowed the misunderstandings to come. How would you fall upon this rock if you were not in your present condition?

I have beckoned with my finger. Now come and be broken on me. I have a table of fresh bread, fresh water, and fresh wine awaiting you. Come and eat the goodness of the Lord at the table of victory. The table of the bread of victory is prepared. The angels have obeyed my command to minister to you, an heir of salvation. Come and eat from the table of fresh manna that has come for your spiritual nourishment. Come and eat. The table is spread for you.

DOUBT, HURTS, MISUNDERSTANDINGS, RELIGIOUS DRAMAS, SELF-RIGHTEOUSNESS, TRADITIONS, UNBELIEF, AND WORRY

Jesus will show me his power. He has not sent me with enticing words of man's wisdom, but with a demonstration of his Spirit on his part will I minister. I will not look to my own understanding nor my knowledge for ministering ability. He has a message for the people that cannot be designed by human understanding and human ability. I look to him, and he will show me a new thing. I do not look upon the circumstances of the hour. These things should not move me. If I look to the circumstances of the hour, they will intimidate me and force me to withdraw from the trust that is already working in me. I ignore the voices of unbelief that will surely speak in my ear. The Lord has given me a relationship with the Voice. The Voice of God is speaking. I allow the words of the Voice to speak through me and in me. I lift my eyes to the visions that shall appear in the spirit realm, for he will show me things that I have not seen. He is ministering in me. I am a vessel, and he is the minister of the sanctuary. I look up to the minister in me. I look upon the visible expressions of my Father. I cannot show true actions of faith without the actions of the Father within me.

The son can do nothing except he sees the Father do it. I now look to him, the Father in me. I will not worry any longer about what I will minister, for he is the Spirit of the Father who speaks in me. I look to the Spirit of the Father within me, for he has begun this good work, and now he will perform it. I come from my ivory thrones of self. I come from the fabricated actions of self-righteousness. I come from my habitual actions of traditional religious dramas for men seeking spiritual entertainment. I come to the altar of the Lord and receive a broken heart and a broken spirit. I come to the altar of the Lord and receive a contrite spirit. He has allowed the wounds to come. He has allowed the hurts to come. He has allowed the misunderstandings to come. I would not fall upon this rock without my present condition. The Lord has beckoned with his finger. I fall on the Lord, and I am broken on him. He has a table of fresh bread, fresh water, and fresh wine awaiting me. I eat the goodness of the Lord at the table of victory. The table of the bread of victory is prepared. The angels have obeyed his command to minister to me, an heir of salvation. I eat from the table of fresh manna that has come for my spiritual nourishment. I eat from the table that is spread for me.

By Don Grigsby

Don and Linda Grigsby

RE: RHEMA - A Table of Fresh Bread, Fresh Water, and Fresh Wine Through the Door of a New Thing

Anger and wrath lift their voices everywhere. Pain and suffering are mixing their wail with the sound of lies and deception. Oh, how the men and women thirst for the fresh bread, water, and wine of the spiritual words that God is giving. God has promised to demonstrate his power in things that are created now and not from the beginning. Eye hath not seen, but God hath revealed by the Spirit the things that he has prepared for this hour. Everything around us may be on the decline, but the increase of the government of the kingdom never ends nor is it lessened. God is lifting his voice as a mighty warrior. He will break forth with the weapons that we have never seen and wonders that we have never experienced. We must never look back to the limited ability of the flesh but only to the unlimited ability of the supernatural. Angels are going before us and protecting us all around. We have been seated at a banquet of a feast of spiritual things that we have only dreamed about. Fresh manna is in abundance, and a fresh word for all who have ears to hear is available.

I have not forgotten this country during the times of the refreshing that comes from me. I have not selected a few places to pour out my Spirit. I am not a respecter of persons. I am the judge of the entire earth, and there are none that are worthy of themselves. You are my garden and my flowers, and I have seen your thirst for living waters. Weep and lament at your altars, then rejoice in my presence. I am raining down the waters of refreshing in this moment of evening time. These states are one of my gardens. You are a flower in this garden. Do the flowers of a garden deserve my sunshine and my rain?

Have they toiled for sunshine and rain?

Have they labored to deserve the rain and sunshine?

I have given them sunshine and rain freely because of my love. Grace has come to you that they might have life flourishing for your oxygen and beauty. My love has shown forth the marvelous beauty of these gardens. Shall a flower die without my knowledge?

Will any flower wither without my permission?

Shall the thirsty souls be denied a drink of water from the rainmaker?

Will you die of thirst when you desire a drink of living water for your soul?

I have not planted you in this garden to let you die. I have planted you that you might blossom for my glory and my purpose; therefore, fear not the drought of the last days. Fear not the famine of the hearing of the words of God. I have given you eyes that see and ears that hear. Your heart shall not wax gross, and your life shall continue to flourish in the deserts of this life.

God has not forgotten this country during the times of the refreshing that comes from him. He has not selected a few places to pour out his Spirit. He is not a respecter of persons. He is the judge of the entire earth, and there are none that are worthy of themselves. We are his garden and his flowers, and he has seen our thirst for living waters. I will weep and lament at my altar, then I will rejoice in his presence. God is raining down the waters of refreshing in this moment of evening time. These states are one of his gardens. I am a flower in this garden. No flower of a garden deserves his sunshine and his rain. They have not toiled for sunshine and rain. They have not labored to deserve the rain and sunshine. The Lord has given them sunshine and rain freely because of his love. Grace has come to us that they might have life flourishing for our oxygen and beauty. God's love has shown forth the marvelous beauty of these gardens. A flower shall not die without his knowledge. No flower will wither without God's permission. The thirsty souls shall not be denied a drink of water from the rainmaker. I will not die of thirst when I desire a drink of living water for my soul. The Lord has not planted me in this garden to let me die. He has planted me so that I might blossom for his glory and his purpose; therefore, I will not fear the drought of the last days. I will not fear the famine of the hearing of the words of God. God has given me eyes that see and ears that hear. My heart shall not wax gross, and my life shall continue to flourish in the deserts of this life.

By Don Grigsby

RE: RHEMA - A Throne of Assurance in the Time of Mighty Fallen Oaks

In the book of Revelation, the Apostle John was wondering at the power of the great whore and the false religious system. An angel came to him and asked, “Why did you wonder?” He was redirected to get his eyes full of the wonder of the church in its entire splendor, the holy city, and the Bridegroom, Designer, and Builder of it all. His name is still Wonderful. We are awed by the events of this life and the failure of immense institutions and people. We have been told that everything that can be shaken will be shaken. We are beholding him who has the keys of death, hell, and the grave. He has opened the book not only of prophetic judgment but also of prophetic promises. We will behold the sweeping changes of the pendulum of eternity. However, it will swing in the direction of his beloved to best the enemies of this hour. In the field of harvest, we may have the debris of fallen trees and false plantings, but we can let the wind of the spirit cast it aside as chaff in the wind. We should not be weary in the well doing of the harvest, for he will finish the work he has begun in us. Whatever rises against us will be thwarted by his working. As we lift our voice to proclaim the good news of the gospel, we will stand behind the shield of faith and have all the darts of the enemy become harmless. He who sits on the throne has placed the spirit of confidence and assurance in our hearts and not any form of fear or dread.

By Moses Hightower

(Continued)

Repent, lest you all perish. Grace has stretched forth its hand. Place your hand in its hand and listen to its voice of instruction. Grace says, “I have brought you salvation, and I am teaching you to deny ungodliness and worldly lusts. Live soberly, righteously, and godly in this present world looking for the blessed hope, and the glorious appearing of the great God who gave himself for you that he might redeem you from all iniquity and purify unto himself a peculiar people, zealous of good works.” If you are a friend of the world, then you are my enemy.

133. Why go there unless you are friends of the world?

134. Can you be the friend of the world without being my enemy?

135. Then what are you doing in the house of your enemies?

(To Be Continued)

RE: PRAYER OF THANKSGIVING - December 10, 2006

Every battle of the warrior is with confused noise and garments rolled in blood. Battle cries of pain and suffering in the war of sin and life are filling the air around us. On every hand, there is a cry for fresh bread and the living water of a fresh Word from God. Just as the Voice of God turned a formless void into a new creation, so will the fresh Word of God turn the dead and hurting around us into heralders of the hope that is eternal. While the world experiences predictions of disaster, we are hearing and experiencing the dimension of greater works of miracles and power that Jesus promised in the gospel of John. We must never give in to the doubters, but we will double our efforts to shout the invitation to the feast of power and victory that we are partaking of as we speak. We are not eating the worm-eaten words of man's wisdom, but we are experiencing the Living Word that is demonstrating the vastness of the unseen in our lives. Every sensory perception of man is only able to see the mere shadows of what will become a blazing noonday of the supernatural on the stage of the Spirit. Our relationship with the Voice of the Creator is so personal that we anticipate the future and are able to order the day as an event that God has already said would take place. Angels are awaiting God's words and our words to carry them to fulfillment. Misunderstandings may try to confuse some matters, but we will not be caught in their snare. We have the true words of direction from the mouth of the Lord as we are seated at the table of victory.

By Tony Johnson

December 10 , 2006

Lord Jesus, I know that anger and wrath lift their voices everywhere. Pain and suffering are mixing their wail with the sound of lies and deception. Oh, how I thirst for the fresh bread, water, and wine of the spiritual words that you are giving. You have promised to demonstrate your power in things that are created now and not only from things created from the beginning. Eye hath not seen, but you have revealed by the spirit the things that you have prepared for this hour. Everything around us may be on the decline, but the increase of the government of your kingdom never ends nor is it lessened. You are lifting your voice as a mighty warrior. You will break forth with the weapons that we have never seen and wonders that we have never experienced. I must never look back to the limited ability of the flesh but only to the unlimited ability of the supernatural. I thank you for the angels that are all about me. You have sent them to go before me and to protect me. I have been seated at a banquet of a feast of spiritual things that I have only dreamed about. I thank you for the fresh manna and the fresh word that is available in abundance for all those who have ears to hear.

Thank you Jesus for showing me your power. You have not sent me with enticing words of man's wisdom, but with a demonstration of your Spirit, and with that demonstration, I will minister. I will not look to my own understanding or knowledge for my ministering ability. You have a message for the people that cannot be designed by human understanding and human ability. I look to you, and you will show me a new thing. I do not look upon the circumstances of the hour. These things should not move me. If I look to the circumstances of the hour, they will intimidate me and force me to withdraw from the trust that is already working in me. I ignore the voices of unbelief that will surely speak in my ear. You have given me a relationship with the Voice. You are the Voice that is speaking, and I allow your words to speak through me and in me. I lift my eyes to the visions that shall appear in the spirit realm, for you will show me things that I have not seen. You are ministering in me. I am a vessel, and you are the minister of the sanctuary. I look up to you, the minister within me. You are my heavenly Father, and I look upon your visible expressions. I cannot show true actions of faith without your actions being manifested within me. The son can do nothing except he sees the Father do it. I now look to you, the Father within me. I thank you that I do not have to worry any longer about what I will minister, for you are the Spirit of the Father who speaks in me. I look to you, the Spirit of the Father within me, for you have begun this good work, and now you will perform it. I come from my ivory thrones of self. I come from the fabricated actions of self-righteousness. I come from my habitual actions of traditional religious dramas for men seeking spiritual entertainment. I come to your altar O Lord and receive a broken heart and a broken spirit. I come to your altar and receive a contrite spirit. You have allowed the wounds to come. You have allowed the hurts to come. You have allowed the misunderstandings to come. Without my present condition, I would not fall upon you, the rock. You have beckoned with your finger. I fall on you, and I am broken. You have a table of fresh bread, fresh water, and fresh wine awaiting me. I eat of your goodness at the table of victory. The table of the bread of victory is prepared. The angels have obeyed your command to minister to me, an heir of salvation. I eat from the table of fresh manna that has come for my spiritual nourishment. I rejoice and I am glad as I eat from the table that is spread for me. Amen.