It has taken a couple of weeks for this word to reach maturity. With His blessing, I release it now.

Wednesday 21 June 2023

After a night full of dreams, I was wide awake at first light, and on the beach with Luke before 5.

[Music in my ears: “A Day in the Life”, John Lennon, with Paul McCartney, 1967]

I was listening to this music when the lyric “I’d love to turn you on …” came around, and the Lord asked me:

            How do you light a darkened place, child? You ‘turn on’ a light, or ‘flip a switch.’ Your truck sits waiting patiently for you, all potential energy waiting for command and control, until you …

He waited for me to answer, “Put the key in it and turn it on, Lord.”

            Consider carefully, child, the vast number of processes that had to occur in order to allow your key to convert fuel into usable power. Consider how much of your observable, usable power is mechanically and electrically constrained and controlled. Then understand this:

            My power is neither on nor off, because it IS, just as I AM. It is not possible for you to apply anything like units of measure to My power. I rule and reign in absolute power and authority, and My will to have My Kingdom, on earth as it is in Heaven, is absolute.

            The war you are fighting is about whose authority you will recognize and serve, for illegitimate governments and cabals do not have authority. The lying and hypocrisy of illegitimate voices comes from the dark place, no matter how loudly they scream. You may experience the forces of that darkness, but you live in the light of My Glory. That light, like My Glory and power is always and forever. Living in My Kingdom bestows on you legitimate authority, and seeking me, listening to me, following the Good Shepherd, teaches you all that the authority conveys.

            You, many of you, know this is coming: My light appearing as though by a switch. Yes, floodlights of Truth to dazzle the eye and heal the souls. Yet you will swim in the beautiful floodwaters of my light, my Truth, as it sweeps the dark places clean.

I was thinking about light so pure and holy that we swim in it, when a letter-number combination appeared on a license plate: J919. I know it’s pointing to scripture, so as soon as I can, I turn to John 9:19. In context, starting in verse 1 of the chapter, Jesus has healed a man who was blind from birth. The Pharisees are missing the miracle, missing the Messiah by blindly rebuking him for “not keeping the Sabbath.” By the time we read to verse 19, the Pharisees are interrogating the man’s parents:

¹⁹ “Is this your son?” they asked. “Is this the one you say was born blind? How is it that now he can see?”

“How is it that I can see now, Lord? How is it that any of us can see?” The floodlight of his Truth is blindingly obvious, and that watery flood of Mercy and Grace tastes like tears of joy.

J919 also is pointing me to Job 9:19:

¹⁹ If it is a matter of strength, he is mighty!
    And if it is a matter of justice, who can challenge him

As I read this, and ponder its context, there is one last word:

            Justice is coming as you have never experienced it before, and all my children will see it, taste it, know it. Fathomless justice, child.