3/31/2025
Each time I begin to enter my thoughts for this day, so that I can keep my promise to God daily, I get slam dunked from another direction. Sunday night was a wonderful night of worship, and hearing answer to prayers on behalf of the hostages who have been released, listening to their testimonies over these weeks of how some, who were not serving God, came to know that God exists and that He had been with them in the tunnels with Hamas. Even when tortured, they felt God's presence, and while alone in the darkness, the light was present within their souls. One man, who had never prayed, began to bless any crumb of food he was given, and now he leads his family. Another had called himself an atheist began to realize God existed and was with him. He is now studying Torah. Now my prayer continues that they realize that the light of God's Holy Spirit was present, and Holy Spirit can now draw them to belief in Jesus Christ as Messiah. Scripture recounts over and over again that God never leaves us or forsakes us. Romans 8:28 has proven true over and over of how God can take the ugliness and turn it around for good. The verse actually says "God makes all things work together for good for those who love Him, and who are called according to His purpose." His hand is always extended, and He would have none perish, but He wants all to come to eternal life. So we continue to pray and stand firm in the faith. In the beginning of this ordeal I had a vision of the hostages being lead out of the tunnels by the Angel of the Lord. I've seen other visions and had other dreams, but I pray that it will happen soon, and I hold on in faith. They are my family, and I see their faces daily. I won't forget them.
After a wonderful Sunday I turned back on my phone. I felt that I needed to have a quiet day, shutting out the noise, so I could focus on Jesus, and what He was saying to me. I mentioned in yesterday's post that another attack of the enemy came at the end of my day. It continues to carry on today as well. It is not a new attack, but a familiar one from the same person, one who tries to make me feel guilty for separating myself, even for prayer for a few hours. This is not new, and I am certain that unless God divinely intervenes on my behalf, it will continue. I remain brokenhearted at this writing, but I do forgive, as I always will, because this is the work of the enemy who roams around, seeking whom he may devour, and he wants to sift me like wheat and blow me to the wind. I do not say this presumptuously, as God told me this many years ago. I guess I need another reminder about messing in his stuff, but I will continue to stand against evil and speak what God says speak. I don't know if you've noticed it or not, but the entire world is either in a state of chaos, one of apathy, or spiritual blindness, or, like me, trying to stay in God's presence, waiting for the next step. We are intercessors, and we are standing on the wall for Israel and for America and the nations. We are praying for the church to wake up. This is not a battle of flesh and blood, but it is spiritual. I have shared this previously, and I imagine I will again. These are indeed perilous times, but amidst the evil, there are moments of revelation, as with the returned hostages. God is moving in our midst, but that is not a surprise to me or any other child of God who is actively pursuing His Kingdom. Many are praying for revival, but it is happening now, so wake up! God is moving in California, as He is many places. Young people are hungry, and they are responding in droves. If you are not seeing it, then you are not looking, or perhaps you are not awake. Before revival can come there must be an awakening of the church, the body of Christ, then revival will come with reformation and change. Then it will explode into our nations. The generation some call disinterested is waking up, and they will lead the way.
This morning in our global prayer meeting for Israel, the opening worship song was one of my favorites, by Paul Wilbur, an artist whose ministry I support, as it is multi-faceted for others I serve. His family is becoming my family, and we share Shabbat in Your Home on Friday evenings together with other friends and supporters who love Israel and other nations. The name of the song is Show Me Your Face, Lord. Listen to the lyrics:
Show me your face, Lord, show me Your face. I will make it to the end if I can just see your face.
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