Feb. 27, 2023 - Stop Striving - Trust and Rely on the Lord

Worship:

Holy Father, thank you for your glory that is present and expanding to all four corners of the earth.  Thank you for revival that is here and now and rapidly growing across all nations, touching your children and filling your institutions, governments and homes.  We receive it!  We praise you for it!  We pray you grow it!  In Jesus's mighty name, we rejoice in your goodness.  Amen.


Prophetic Poem:

Stop striving, trust and rely on the Lord,

It's OK to sit and be bored.

My children have grown so impatient,

Gone are the days when we spent,

Time on reflection and prayer,

Focused on God and ways to draw near.

The devil, if I give him his due,

Has played a wicked number on you.

He's taken your time and your souls,

A harvest that's filling his bowls.

My glory is filling this earth,

To start a revival, a rebirth.

A return of my children to me,

For I am your intended destiny.

This world is but a temporary place,

One day there'll be left not a trace.

For I will establish MY new world order,

And your enemy will be bound at the border.

A glorious city of beauty beyond compare,

A new Jerusalem will be established there.

As wide as is high and as high as is long,

Safe and secure and incredibly strong.

Abundant in joy and ample provision,

No longer distress, fear or division.

A unified church, living together,

Under MY yoke and MY tether.

Free from the world so bleak and broken,

Where liberty and life are only a token.

A new heaven on earth is finally unfolding,

Glorified bodies for mine I am moulding.

The Potter's at work shaping his clay,

All is at the ready and coming your way.

The trembles increase to mild shakings,

An increase of calamity and quakings.

Fear not, for I come not for you,

My judgement is placed on those who,

Destroyed and deceived and have killed,

An attempt to reverse what is fulfilled.

My plan and my greatest creation,

The love that I have for this nation.

My family returns from exile,

Not very long - a short while.

You'll return to my arms once again,

For we'll never be parted my friend.


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