Monday 22 May 2023
I was awake at first twilight, probably 4am when the skies were lightening; birds were beginning their morning praise reports. Headed out to the beach with Luke at 5:15, walked northward, soaking in the sounds of beautiful relentless waves, the calling of terns.
I tried to empty my thoughts of worldly cares and burdens, but I kept thinking of all the things I had heard the Lord say to stop doing. I didn’t want to be thinking of these things in this absolutely peaceful moment, but the Lord pressed on me to say the word “stop” out loud. Not to yell it or force it but simply say “stop” and then fill in the blank.
“Stop making electronics to track and surveil people, to spy on them.”
“Stop lying to us, about politics, the environment, the economy.”
“Stop poisoning us with vaccines, with artificially created waves of sickness. Stop producing unhealthy foods. Stop poisoning our water.”
“Stop making bioweapons.”
When I said this, the Lord made me stop walking, and I just stood in that statement until it was clear that I needed to finish it this way:
“Stop making bioweapons; stop making them and storing them and releasing them in this nation first. Declare openly what we have done, repent from it, destroy them all, and then do the same in all nations.”
“Yes, Lord, we have been hypocrites here, knowing all the while what has been made and researched and worse, right in our nation. There’s no justification for it, none.”
I continued walking, my head and heart clearing in the cool breeze. I was thinking of all the sounds and frequencies I could hear, when suddenly my spirit was lifted up off the road. In some sort of a visual representation of audible things, I was given the briefest glimpse of spoken and unspoken prayers, flowing upward like a stream, glinting, flickering in the light. Love flooded over me when I heard him speak (and I knew that he was speaking to all of us):
I hear you and you already know deep within you that I hear every prayer, every cry, every song, every plea. You know that I am in control. You know that my word is true, and I will deliver the desires of your hearts. You cry out “Then why not now?” You cry out for understanding of timing – and you know that time is mine – and for justice in your unjust world, and you wonder, where could I be in all this chaos. You cry out loud that if I hear, then why have I not acted.
Softly, somewhere far away, I hear this from Isaiah (55:8-9):
8“For my thoughts are not your thoughts,
neither are your ways my ways,”
declares the Lord.
9“As the heavens are higher than the earth,
so are my ways higher than your ways
and my thoughts than your thoughts.”
And then he continued:
I know each and every one of you, I know your abilities and your talents, your strengths and weaknesses. I know – I assign – roles and tasks for each of you, and they are not static, but accomplish my will for this time, for this season, and in preparation for seasons to come. Even in your heartache of waiting and not yet receiving, there is purpose and plan. There is order in earth, air, water and Spirit, for there is my love that will never fail.