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 My son shared this about the birth of one of his grandchildren --

"The morning that my granddaughter was born (5am)

I was awakened by some of the most strong and deep prophetic dreams, ministry and words of the Spirit between 4-6am.

One after another the words swelled like waves upon me.                   I was awake and then fell into dream-sleep over and over again.

I felt like I was on the shores of a Scottish Isle being battered by stormy seas of prophetic words.

After I got a phone call from my wife to see my granddaughter for the first time via FaceTime, I wrote this prayer/prophecy:

“Blessed be the Lord!

May she howl like a wild voice of the wind of the Holy Spirit.

May the Lord be magnified by the halo of His glory on her soul.

May she be unleashed on the earth like a stampede of sacred Stallions unleashing a mighty move of God.

Daughter of destiny,

handmaiden of holiness

and helper of man.

Bearing the crest of her fathers,

the breath of her ancestors

prayers and songs,

the hands of heroes,

heart of fire

and the feet of island stone.”

Isa. 59:21

“As for Me,” says the Lord, “this is My covenant with them:

My Spirit who is upon you,

and My words which I have put in your mouth, shall not depart from your mouth,

nor from the mouth of your descendants, nor from the mouth of your descendants’ descendants,” says the Lord, “from this time and forevermore”.

My wife told me that when she came out of the womb she was screaming and howling like a wild one."

The photo is a random pic from the internet.

 I like music, almost all music. I grew up with a love for the Blues and Rock n Roll, then when I became a Christian I was introduced to Gospel and "Spirit in the Sky." 

I ran across an old Blues singer today named Memphis Minnie. She was born in '35 and on one of her songs the lyrics caught me. 

"These strings ain't made for lullabies

They sharp, they cut, they bite. 

Cut so true you can hear 'em moan, hear 'em cry; 

Every note I pick is thunder from the sky." 

I love a good 'turn of phrase,' and these lyrics cry out to be preached from the pulpit today. As God has seen fit, He's opened the pulpits at the jail and at the mission, where I preach to those in crisis. Hardened souls, hurting souls, angry souls, and souls in anguish. The stories of the men and women remind me of the lyrics from another song --

"Well, I looked my demons in the eyes

Lay bare my chest, said, "Do your best to destroy me"

See, I've been to hell and back so many times

I must admit you kinda bore me."

To reach a heart like that the Lord assists me by giving me words with barbs as well as balm. Lectures and lullabies won't reach a hardened heart, it takes the soul piercing power of the Holy Spirit: which is where the lyrics to Memphis Minnie come in - These sermons ain't made for lullabies, they sharp, they cut, they bits. They cut so true you can hear 'em moan, hear 'em cry. Every word I pick is thunder from the sky. 

Once the wound is lanced, then the precious balm of Gilead is applied in lavish measures and the goodness of God and the Blood's cleansing flow leads even the hardest heart to repentance. 

 

"Walter Landor, speaking of the difference between Shakespeare and Francis Bacon, says:

"There is as great a difference between Shakespeare and Bacon as between an American forest and a London timber-yard. In the timber-yard the materials are sawed and squared and set across; whereas in the forest we have the natural form of the tree, all its growth, all its branches, all its leaves, all the mosses that grow about it, all the birds and insects that inhabit it, now deep shadows absorbing the whole wilderness, now bright bursting glades, with exuberant grass and flowers and fruitage; now untroubled skies, now terrific thunderstorms; everywhere multiformity, everywhere immensity."

I couldn't help but think of the different kinds of Christians; some are like the London timber-yards, great attention to details, a faith squared and sawn, and set across in tight and tidy doctrines set in systematic rows. 

While others, with hearts of love, compassions that fail not, deeds that reach others with flower and fruitage, bursting glades of grace, entering in deep shadows with sufferers, everywhere an immensity of compassion and grace.  

 

"That is Nature's way; she will allow a gentleman of splendid features and poetic aspirations to sing woefully out of tune and not give him the slightest hint of it; 

While she takes care that some narrow-browed fellow, trolling a ballad in the corner of his pothouse, shall be as true to his intervals a a bird." 

 

"There are those who consider, and I agree with them, that the education of boys under the age of twelve years ought to be entrusted as much as possible to women. Let me ask, of what period of youth and of manhood, does not the same hold true? 

I pity the ignorance and conceit of the man who fancies he has nothing left to learn from godly women, I should have thought that the very mission of women was to be, in the highest sense, the educator of man from infancy to old age: that that was the work toward which all the God-given capacities of women pointed - for which they were to be educated to the highest pitch. 

I should have thought that it was the glory of woman that she was sent into the world to live for others, rather than for herself; and therefore I should say, let her smallest rights be respected, her smallest wrong redressed; but let her never be persuaded to forget that she is sent into the world to teach man what, I believe, she has been teaching him all along, even in the savage state, namely, that there is something more necessary than claiming rights, and that is, the performing of duties; to teach him specially, in these so-called intellectual days, that there is something more than intellect, and that is, purity and virtue just as she sees in her Redeemer and her Lord." Charles Kingsley.  

 

"Heart, be not the grape that underneath the leaves

Hides, that it may not be the prey of garden thieves,

No thief has found that grape; but ah! no sunbeams power

Has reached its dark retreat, and so that grape is sour."

 

Have you read the great Reformation authors?

Every Christian should read the great Christian literature authored by the Reformers and Puritans. Without some familiarity with the great Christian authors of the past we have but a husk of truth. Here are some quotes about being caught up in the world and politics by some of the most notable authors from the past.

"The duty of the true Christian is clear and plain. Whatever others do, he must give all diligence to make his own calling and election sure. 

While others are occupied in national conflicts and political speculations, he must steadily seek first the kingdom of God."

J.C. Ryle

"An unsound heart, a rotten heart, 

is most taken up about the outside, —

informing that, and reforming that, and watching of that—

but as for the inside, 

there is no eye cast to see how all stands there."

Thomas Brooks

 "If we would talk less and pray more about them, 

things would be better than they are in the world: 

at least, we should be better enabled to bear them."

John Owen

"I see men for the most part spending their strength and time 

more to oppose things they disagree with 

than to practice the things they agree are most necessary."

John Owen

"The man that is most busy in censuring others is always least employed in examining himself."

Thomas Lye

"Study the Word more, and the concerns and interests of the world less."

John Flavel

"It is a just matter of lamentation that all the tokens of God's anger 

produce with many of us 

no better fruit but bold censures and loud clamors, 

instead of humiliation for our own sins, and the due preparation to take up own cross, and follow Christ in a suffering path."

John Flavel

 

"The loving service of the weak and needy is an essential part of the discipline of the Christian life. Regular association with the poor, the dependent, the sorrowful, is an indispensable source of the highest elements of character. If we are faithful to the obligations which such contact with infirmity will bring; if we gently take the trembling hand that seeks our guidance, and spend the willing care, and exercise the needful patience; - why, it makes us descend into healthful depths of sorrowful affection which otherwise we should never reach." 

James Martineau.  

 "You have turned Justice into poison

and the fruit of righteousness into wormwood." Amos 6:12

This verse caught my eye as I was reading in the book of Amos. I live on the outskirts of Portland, a city of protests, upheaval, social unrest and Antifa infiltration. 

When I moved here in the seventies it was a beautiful, peaceful city, but now, this once flourishing downtown shopping hub, is filled with graffiti, boarded up shops and the police are forced to stand-down and let chaos have its run. To say this town is liberal can't be exaggerated. 

Truly justice has been turned into poison, and what appears as righteousness is wormwood, meaning, bitterness and hard to take. 

We hope our leaders will bring justice, fairness and peace but here they have allowed corruption and chaos and harmed society like venom.