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I look down to see that I am standing on this big snakehead; this serpent is the root of all evil – it’s the deepest river of injustice that’s ever been engraved on the hearts of men. The issue of the justice that we must recognize, that abortion is against the law and thus requires “blood for blood” has marked us with unclean hands and the only thing that we can do as intercessors is to cry out for God’s mercy. However, the injustice of humanism is higher, wider, deeper, and longer than any other issue of unrighteousness or evil or witchcraft that ever been or ever will be.
The cuts on the outside leave lasting wounds on the inside, this is the deep river, the influence that has been carved into our essence, into our humanity, and without God there would be no longer any hope whatsoever. The shards of humanistic evangelism (inflicted by the preachers of humanism, prophets of humanism, professors of humanistic philosophies…) create lasting impressions on our minds, our hearts, our souls, and mix like oil and water within us. Would that pure oil of holiness finally once and for all come apart from the bad water of humanism!
Today I realized while overhearing a multitude of various conversations within the airport, that I no longer feel such a desire as I have in the past for exotic travel and for the discovery of new countries and places around this great world. I have seen, heard, and set foot within the land of promise. I listened on as people talked about kite-surfing in the Caribbean, touring the Italian countryside, and many other similar things. Whereas in my former years there had once been such intrigue and curiosity for exploration around the entire world; all of these distant travel destination now just seem to fade as all of my dreams are set upon Jerusalem. In Him, I live I move and I have my being. The only proper and reasonable explanation for this re-alignment of desire is that Yeshua has renewed my mind from the inside by the Holy Spirit of Promise which is the inheritance of all the saints. It is the indwelling Spirit of God, the resurrected Lord and Saviour. I feel so free today; I have a hope and a promise which I am going to realize. I can say of the world and its passing pleasures that there’s nothing for me here. It had once pulled sway over me completely but through the mercy of God in Messiah Yeshua the Spirit of Grace has enabled me to no longer become conformed to its image. Now I behold the glory of God in the face of Yeshua and everything centers on His Will. Now I am left to give thanks for this righteous gift of which He has made me a Son in His Image.
I have been weeping for the fulfillment of God’s promises for Israel the land and the people. The overflow of my soul has been even more so now over these past two months in Israel a fountain of heavy tears and sobs. It seems as if my heart is swollen with a burden that can but pour forth tears of petition, prayer, desperation, and compassion. God has blessed me as it were with an overwhelming Spirit of deep sadness accompanied by trembling, by groans, by tears upon tears. Oh for the sweetness of falling into the convulsions of prayer and to be washed from cheek to chin with tears of intercession. Psalm 126. Yet there is a conquering faith within that God will bring every captive heart back to the stronghold of hope, to Yeshua, to Zion, to the land; This is the spirit of overcoming that lives inside of me. In fact Yeshua lives inside of all who believe and are these who worship in Spirit and in Truth. This is the priest who lives according to the power of an indestructible life; this is Yeshua who possesses by being. It is not at all that I am doubting; I prayed for God to help my unbelief; and indeed He has. What a mighty God we serve! And it is a true blessing to go forth with weeping because there will be much rejoicing on a day soon to come.
