This morning when I was praying, the LORD came in and touched me. He just gently said hello, and it made me cry. It has been so hard, LORD. It has been so hard. But, I know Him. Bless God, I know Him.
For my birthday Papa, I want to be love. And, I want to see You. Jesus, I want to hang out with and hear You better. Holy Spirit, I want You to consume me as fire. I love You, LORD.
Charles Kraft’s book, “Deep Wounds” paints an awesome picture of God.
In heaven, there is the throne room. Cheribum and seraphim are worshipping. Angels sing “Holy, Holy, Holy” 24/7. The elders are gathered around and fall on their faces in worship. Clouds of thunder, rainbows and other dramatic eents are going on. And, all of a sudden, me and a bunch of other kids bust through the throne room doors, ignoring the production, and run straight to Papa’s lap and climb up. He is overjoyed at our sight. His heart is full.
We can boldly approach the throne of grace. To enter the kingdom, you must be as a child. The pure in heart see God.
At the same time that He is holy and to be feared, He is also our Daddy that we can approach like no other and find mercy and grace and unconditional love.
We are made in His image.
He is love.
We are the children of God.
I have decided to start proclaiming healing to people on the street. The word of God is truth. If He says to heal, we heal. If He says, “by my stripes”, it is truth. Just as we can proclaim salvation by putting faith in Jesus, so we can proclaim healing, life to the dead and deliverance. Sozo means saved in all forms.