Thoughts Higher Than Mine_Living Word Chronicle

CONTENTS

I.	Children’s Bread Prophecy	Moses Hightower

II.	Confession of a Sound Mind	LWWC Confession Writers

III.	Prophetic Insight	Don Grigsby

IV.	Exceptional Expressions 1. Prophetic Bites 2. Confession Bites	Moses Hightower LWWC Confession Writers

V.	Inspiration or Rhema	Don Grigsby

VI.	Prophetic Survey – “Questions That God Has Asked Me”	Moses Hightower

VII.	Prayer of Thanksgiving	LWWC Prayer Writers

VIII.	Prayer Insight	Don Grigsby

The Powerful Swing of Victorious Grace against the Bread of Condemnation and the Water of Insincerity (Part 2)

By Moses Hightower

I have given you fresh bread. Break this bread open and eat the bites available to you. Why go hungry when your table is filled with goodness?

Your appetites for pleasure will not be spoiled until you have denied yourself of the love of the world. How will you serve two masters?

Can you serve the god of the world and the Living God also?

You say you have no love of the world. Then why are you frustrated by the god of the world's tactics?

Don't you know that a little of his leaven will leaven a whole lump?

You cannot eat from the table of the world and the table of the church. Throw down the things that you have picked up from the market of religion and come eat the bitter herb of self-denial. You will never be my disciple until you have denied yourself, picked up your cross daily, and followed me. You are weary of the pit, but you are enjoying your pleasures of the world. Come to the long arms of salvation, and the resurrection will spoil the taste for the devil's delicacies. I am stretching forth the finger of God and casting out everything that is not like me in your life. Allow me the access to all of your heart, mind, soul, and strength, and I will give you an entranceway into the power of the gospel.

You have desired the power of my name and my gospel without the cost of denial. The currency desired by me is not fashioned after the economics of your government but after the government of God. Give me the currency of affliction and suffering, and I will give you a relationship that cannot be counterfeited by the god of the world. Give me the currency of a love for me, and I will give you grace unto total obedience. A love for me is not possible without gold being tried in the fire of strange trials. The currency of love was not passed along as an exchange for a lesser merchandise. The economics of love is not learned in the halls of pleasure and self-gratification. The burning of the fiery trials of faith lends you spiritual economic lessons not taught in the seminaries of the day. Embrace the fire of love's torch, and you will be marked with the banner of obedience.

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. I will not invade your secret chambers, 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.

"In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters. And God said, Let there be light, and there was light."

Words of Light upon the Face of Condemnation, Deception, Insincerity, Intimidation, Love of the World, Self-Righteousness, Spiritual Regression, and Traditions (Part 2)

By Aaron Stickel

Jesus has given me fresh bread. I break this bread open and eat the bites available to me. There is no reason for me to go hungry when my table is filled with goodness. My appetites for pleasure will not be spoiled until I have denied myself of the love of the world. I cannot serve two masters. I cannot serve the god of the world and the Living God also. I say that I have no love of the world; however, if I did not love the world, I would not be frustrated by the god of the world's tactics. I know that a little of his leaven will leaven a whole lump. I cannot eat from the table of the world and the table of the church. I throw down the things that I have picked up from the market of religion and come eat the bitter herb of self-denial. I will never be Jesus’ disciple until I have denied myself, picked up my cross daily, and followed him. I am weary of the pit, but my flesh is enjoying the pleasures of the world. I come to the long arms of salvation and the resurrection will spoil the taste for the devil's delicacies. God is stretching forth his finger and casting out everything that is not like him in my life. I allow him the access to all of my heart, mind, soul, and strength, and he will give me an entranceway into the power of the gospel.

I have desired the power of his name and his gospel without the cost of denial. The currency desired by the Lord is not fashioned after the economics of the world’s government, but after the government of God. I give him the currency of affliction and suffering, and he will give me a relationship that cannot be counterfeited by the god of the world. I give Jesus the currency of a love for him, and he will give me grace unto total obedience. A love for him is not possible without gold being tried in the fire of strange trials. The currency of love was not passed along as an exchange for a lesser merchandise. The economics of love is not learned in the halls of pleasure and self-gratification. The burning of the fiery trials of faith lends me spiritual economic lessons not taught in the seminaries of the day. I embrace the fire of love's torch, and I will be marked with the banner of obedience.

These words are not the offerings of a human mind. God has bypassed my mind and spoken to me in my heart. I open my heart to him and give him the key to the secret chambers of earthy dreams. Jesus will not invade my secret chambers, 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. Jesus 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. God 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 it 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. God 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.

By Don Grigsby

Don Grigsby

RE: RHEMA - The Powerful Swing of Victorious Grace Against the Bread of Condemnation and the Water of Insincerity (Part 2)

Why would we cast others into the pit that we have been delivered from? Why would we feed others the maggot infested bread of malignancy instead of the fresh bread of mercy? Love is the only standard that can purchase salvation or deliver the sin sick soul. We are printing counterfeit currency if we try to use any other method. Faith is the active dynamic, and it is energized by love. Pseudo faith that is energized by judgment is like the spirit of Saul the king who said, "I will be avenged of MY ENEMIES!" God will place every enemy under our feet as we march on in love. Faith does not function in our failure but in his fullness in us. As we speak his words, we release the power of what he said would come to pass. As we boldly declare the word of the Lord, we slam the door on our own frustration and errors of the past. Grace erases the graffiti of the past and writes the promises and power of today in their space.

By Moses Hightower

You are saved from your enemies and the barrenness of unbelief. Unbelief has presented you its parched ground of impossibility. Out of this dry ground and hopeless night of spiritual barrenness, comes the reality of the power of your stem of miracles. Go and serve me without fear in the presence of impossibility. I promised Abraham, and I performed for Abraham what I promised him. You are Christ's seed; therefore, know that I will perform for you what I have promised you. Here is your miracle. Hold it in your arms of faith as you would hold a newborn baby. Here are your miracles of hope. Hold them in your arms as a nurse who labors in a nursery of newborn babies. These new miracles shall go before you into cities and communities. These shall prepare ways for you as witnesses of the Most High God.

By LWWC Confession Writers

I am saved from my enemies and the barrenness of unbelief. Unbelief has presented me its parched ground of impossibility. Out of this dry ground and hopeless night of spiritual barrenness, comes the reality of the power of my stem of miracles. I will go and serve the Lord without fear in the presence of impossibility. He promised Abraham, and he performed for Abraham what he promised him. I am Christ's seed; therefore, I know that God will perform for me what he has promised me. Here is my miracle. I hold it in my arms of faith as I would hold a newborn baby. Here are my miracles of hope. I hold them in my arms as a nurse who labors in a nursery of newborn babies. These new miracles shall go before me into cities and communities. These shall prepare ways for me as witnesses of the Most High God.

By Don Grigsby

RE: RHEMA - Give Thanks for Deliverance from the Pit Where You Once Lived

God has not come to distort meaning nor disturb us with memory of the past. His working is not to create a gauntlet for us to run in our minds but to build a highway of peace through our thoughts and imaginations. What the Spirit has written in our hearts was to begin the masterpiece of majesty and not miserable questions. Poetry's light pastels of joy mixed with the carbon of eternal ordinances are sketched into the membranes of our mind. We once lived in the pits of the past, pits with depths that could never be measured. In these pits, dreams of horror were manufactured. God has instead given us the dreams of heavenly sights and visions of glowing riches that cause these other scenes of depression to be deleted from our thinking and conscience. Our thanksgiving is the ladder and elevator out of a pre-Hades that we could never climb out of. We could have never engineered a way out. Jesus Christ descended into the abyss. The submerged chaos that almost dissected our being was swallowed up in his victory for us. We will rejoice and send the floods of victory washing into every part of our being. God's blessing has never abandoned us. We are living in a deluge of his blessing. We have so much among so many who have so little. We may go though odd looking places and strange experiences, but we will come forth enriched even more and filled with a deeper appreciation for his delivering power.

By Moses Hightower

(Continued)

The sorcerers and the psychics reign in your territories because you have not sought gold tried in the fire. You are not rich enough to close down their business of deception.

439. Where is the salt of the earth?

440. Where is the light that dispels the false gods and prevents them from setting up their wares in your community?

(To Be Continued)

April 14 , 2007

By David Walls

I thank you, Lord, for another day to offer thanks and praise unto your name. I thank you for delivering me from the pit of sin and despair. I am so grateful for your mercy and love. By your grace, I will not cast others into this pit that I have been delivered from, nor will I feed them the maggot infested bread of malignancy. Instead, I will feed them the fresh bread of mercy and love, which is the only standard that can purchase salvation or deliver the sin sick soul. Any other method is counterfeit. I thank you for true faith which is activated by your love. I am so glad that you will place every enemy under my feet as I march on in love. I am elated that faith does not function in my failure but in your fullness in me. I believe as I speak your words, I release the power of what you have said would come to pass. By grace, I will boldly declare your word and slam the door on my own frustration and errors of the past. I cherish your grace that erases the graffiti of the past and writes the promises and power of today in their space. Lord, I give you thanks this day for your love that leads me and your mercy and grace that follows me. Amen!

RE: PRAYER OF THANKSGIVING - April 14, 2007

Just as the fresh bread of the shewbread was prepared regularly, so should the bread that we give to others be fresh and not stale. It is easy to slide into complacency and condemnation mode if we are not renewed daily with the fresh mercy of God every morning. Shewbread or the bread of his face is to indicate to the lost that God is not angry with them but that he loves them. We will not eat at the tables of judgment or buy the bread of harsh observations. The tender Testifier of truth shed his blood on our behalf and did not look at us through our failures and faults. We will observe others through the lens of grace and no longer wrap them in the veil of the law that Jesus tore away at the cross.