Day 307 All is Silence

 

11/3/2026

"You raise me up so I can stand on mountains,

You raise me up to walk on stormy seas,

I am strong when I am on Your shoulders,

You raise me up to more than I can be."

You Raise Me Up

by Josh Groban

 

When He called me this morning, I answered! Last night I asked Abba to give me another chance. He's been trying to wake me up early again, but I've been in so much extra pain, struggling to get up some mornings after forcing myself to stretch my muscles at night, but I'm an intercessor, and we stand the watch. No time to waste. I didn't even have to set my alarm this morning. Settling down in my rocker, heating pad warming my muscles, I heard His voice, and my heart settled in perfect peace, His shalom, that's carried me throughout this entire day. 

Adonai...singing the words:

"Aaaaaaa aa Adonai,

Aaaaaaa aa Adonai, 

From rising of the sun, til the setting of the same,

Your Name is to be hallowed, Adonai."  

 

Have you ever awakened to the sound of melodies playing in your head, the symphony of heaven? Worship is the only response, and it continues on for what seems like endless worship carried on the wings of praise. Sitting in His presence, listening for His voice, it changes you. 

I'm reading the book of Acts - yesterday was the story of the martyrdom of Stephen, and today was the story of the conversion of Saul of Tarsus to Paul, Apostle of Jesus, on the road to Damascus. Paul later called himself a Pharisee of the Pharisees, so pious, and a religious persecutor of the followers of Jesus Christ, complicit with the murder of Stephen, a devout follower of Jesus. He was transformed in a moment by the appearance of the One he was persecuting - Jesus, the ascended Messiah. So often in my prayers for Iran and others I pray for experiences such as this for the hard core haters of Jews and Christians. I have become so compassionate towards those whose eyes have been blinded by the enemy's evil agenda. The spiritual warfare has become so much more turbulent. I've seen it in the skies, although I have not been given the gift to see beyond a certain point. I still feel it, and I sense the extreme battle for the souls of so many. Still today, even though I remember, there is silence, there is His peace.

I return to my Bible study..."God does not ask about our ability or our inability but our availability." 

Kehilat worship watch comes on, and the first song I hear, playing softly in the background is "From the rising of the sun, til the setting of the same, Your name is to be hallowed, Adonai." Do you think He's talking to me about the day? Israel waiting, in limbo regarding their election, and today our mid-term elections that will determine the fate of our nation, although many remain in the dark about what truly is at stake. "As in the days of Noah...." 

Prayer changes to my country, repentance from the Israeli-Americans who have not voted in years, grieving over their neglect. Knowing a great bit about the political process of Israel, which is quite complex, I began to think about the new coalition that must be formed - a new government. And then I began to think of our process of forming a new government.  Two allies, with much at stake, the world holding its collective breath. All is silence and perfect peace.

And then I remember the vision....!

I was walking down a long, dusty road, and there were lines of people moving down the road, heading in the same direction as I. The crowd was orderly, but the line seemed endless - lost, weary, bedraggled, despairing, hopelessly and quietly walking, dusty and tired. They were on the left side of the road, and I was walking beside them, someone walking silently beside me on my right. I later entered a room where there were cauldrons of what appeared to be a thick tomato soup. I was standing in an elevator carrying a long, heavy tray laden with bowls of this liquid, when the right side began to fall, and the very tall man, who'd been walking with me, reached down and steadied the tray, saying "Keep your eyes on the Captain of the Armies of Heaven!" Then I woke up! The next night I can't remember if I dreamed or not, but I suddenly was awakened, hearing a voice clearly speak the words, "Cut off the head of the snake!" 

Since that time I've had other dreams and visions, but these two continue to under-gird me with strength and determination to stay the course and stand the ground as a watchman, engaged in spiritual warfare.

Over the weeks and months we have prayed, fasted, repented, as we understand the times and seasons, the lateness of the hour, but today, all is silence for me, as I continue to stand the watch.