Tag Archives: Anointing

Sons Of Disobedience

15 Aug

lake of fire

2. wherein ye once walked according to the course of this world, according to the prince of the powers of the air, of the spirit that now worketh in the sons of disobedience; 3. among whom we also all once lived in the lust of our flesh, doing the desires of the flesh and of the mind, and were by nature children of wrath, even as the rest:– 4. but God, being rich in mercy, for his great love wherewith he loved us, Ephesians 2:2-4 (ASV)

Many years ago I attended a large church in Phoenix.  I was a member of the choir and church staff.  Sunday mornings were delightful.  We would begin choir practice at 8am and the anointing would always fall over the sanctuary.  By the time service started there was such a thick and powerful anointing that people often said they could feel it when they walked through the doors of the foyer.  The ministry teams would often be in the sanctuary as the choir practiced, to drink in the anointing before the congregation began arriving.

One Sunday, in particular, will forever stay in my memory.  It was that Sunday that a young warlock priest was sent to the church to kill the worship leader.  We were unaware of it during the service.  We weren’t actually made aware until the following Wednesday night choir practice.  What we were aware of was that many people made their way to the altar and left the elements they were bound by on the steps to the platform.  It was a common thing to see every Sunday.  We often saw cigarettes, drugs, needles, guns and knives, left by people in deep prayer, crying out to God to cleanse them of their addictions or behaviors.  That Sunday a dagger was left at the platform and a young man laid at the platform sobbing for a very long time.

On Wednesday the young man told us that he had been sent there by his coven to kill our worship leader.  When the call came to attend the altar for prayer, he walked swiftly to the altar, dagger in hand, fully intending to run up the steps to the platform and complete his assignment, but by the time he had reached the steps, God had broken his heart.  God took away his desire to kill the worship leader and his desire to be a part of the coven any longer.  God stopped his feet from going forward, he said it was like there was an invisible wall at the bottom of the steps that he could not push through.  He dropped the dagger to the floor, fell to his knees, and began sobbing and crying out to God.

That young man began attending church every Sunday, and Bible Studies during the week.  He and the worship leader became close as the worship leader mentored him.  I won’t say it was an easy transition for this young man, the coven he had come from was very angry and went out of their way to bring him, and his family, great harm.  Eventually he had to move away to protect his family and get the fresh faith start that he needed.

This young man was sent to destroy a church and the powerful anointing that filled it – “but God, being rich in mercy” (Eph 2:4) turned his heart and set a hedge of protection around the people in the service.  God gave this young man another chance at true eternal life, in Heavenly places, taking away an eternity in the Lake of Fire.  God, in His Mercy, changed the course of many of our lives, by the testimony that came forward, showing us that not only can God change an evil man to a godly man, but He can protect His servants from any evil that attempts to bring them harm, “for his great love wherewith He loved us” (Eph 2:4).  What more could we possibly ask for.

Thank you, Lord, for not letting me forget your mercies and your love, spread out over the saint and sinner alike.  Thank you for loving me when I was unloveable, and bringing me up to a level where I can share that love with others.  Hallelujah!

** A Journey Through Ephesians – Chapter 2, Part 2

Written by Linda J. Humes

11-16-2014

Exceeding Greatness

3 Aug

CreationLaura Sotka 2008

“and what the exceeding greatness of his power to us-ward who believe, according to that working of the strength of his might.” Ephesians 1:19 (ASV)

I love walking out at night into the backyard, and looking up into the vastness of the star lit sky.  Truly amazing and beautiful.  I am in awe of the incredible God who put it all together, with the spoken word, in a moment’s time.  I am always speechless.

It is difficult for people to understand the “exceeding greatness” of God.  We may hear the stories, as a picture is painted in Genesis, and fully believe it as the truth, but do we understand the intricacies of creating something from nothing (Genesis 1:1), setting the stars in the sky (Genesis 1:16) before creating the sun to rule it (Genesis 1:14-16)?

In His exceeding greatness God created man and women (Genesis 1:26-27), all people specifically similar physiologically and yet all specifically different in appearance, emotions, intellectualism and spirituality.  He created man so intricately that every cell of his body and hair on his head is specifically aligned to each other to maintain perfect oxygen levels and heart/brain/lung function to sustain life; no portion of the body is without purpose (1 Corinthians 12:12).

In this chapter and verse “Greatness” means mighty, explosive, beyond measure.  It is the word from where we get the English word Megathon, which is what they measure atomic explosives with.  “Exceeding” means greatly enlarged, flourishing or to grow beyond measure.  Putting it together we have an event that is compared to an atomic explosion which grows beyond measure.  And that explanation doesn’t even touch the completeness of it, we can only compare it to an example that we understand; it is so much less that what God’s Exceeding Greatness truly is.

In this chapter and verse, “Power” relates to His authority, power and sanction.  It is far beyond Governors, Presidents, Kings and Queens.  It is far beyond anything we could possibly imagine.  He has the power to turn words into life.  With His spoken word animals, fish, gardens, earth itself, and man/woman came to life from nothingness (Genesis 1:1-3).  Nothingness.  Followed by the “Strength” of His Might.  “Strength” means His sovereign unlimited power and dominion over all.  And He invited me to be a part of it.  He invited you to be a part of it.  I am so overwhelmed trying to make sense of all of that.

I don’t know why God cares so much about us, why He loves us with unmerited grace; but He does.  I don’t know why He trusts us with His saving message, directing us to share it with all who will listen.  I don’t know why He chooses the most unlikely people to give the strongest anointing, to reach the hurting and the sick.  I don’t know why a God of such Exceeding Greatness would use His Power toward us, to give us encouragement and strength and hope to do the things He has called us to do, when He could just speak what He wants and it would come to fruition.  But, He did!

God cares so much about us. We must believe that He has the Power to bring supernatural healing, cleanse the drug addict, and banish depression; and He will.  He has the Strength to restore a broken marriage, bring families back together in complete harmony, and return the heart of the children to the parents; and He will.  He has the Might to make a Moses, a Peter, a Paul and a David, a witness of His kingdom, in a way that only a simple and imperfect person can do; and He did.

Lord, help me look into Your eyes and see my value, in its finished and perfected form.  Help me to remember the love you have for each and every one of us, so that none of us will look upon another with disdain.  Help me to maintain Hope for the circumstances that surround me, knowing that it is all being held in the palm of Your hand.  Help us all to stay thankful.

** A Journey Through Ephesians:  Chapter 1, Part 11

Written by Linda J. Humes

10-11-14

REVOLUTION

16 Sep

For though we walk in the flesh, we do not war after the flesh: (For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but mighty through God to the pulling down of strong holds;)   2 Corinthians 10:3-4 KJV

Firmly we stand,

with pure hearts,

and cleansed souls,

fire coursing through our veins,

exuding the power,

of the anointing within.

Are you ready for a Revolution?

At battle status,

with sword and shield,

we take our positions,

as warring spirits,

in the battle ground,

for man’s soul.

The army of God,

is cleansing a path,

for the graceful steps,

of the Bride of Christ.

No enemy can draw near,

no dart can reach its mark,

for the strength of David,

the wisdom of Deborah,

and the faith of John,

take authority,

over all principalities,

and powers of darkness.

Stand up, child of God,

renew your mind,

take your place,

as a Christian heir,

in the righteous army,

called to demand peace,

at all costs.

REVOLUTION!!

Written 10/23/1999

PRAISE

14 Sep

Breath of Heaven,

whispers down,

soothes,

caresses,

covering,

with sweet oils,

of the anointing.

The face of God,

reflects in the tears

of the worshiper.

Water and oil,

flowing together,

drips to the ground.

Called to earth,

by the sweet fragrance,

of sacrificed praise;

sweet,

fresh,

Rose of Sharon.

His robe whispers,

billows,

whispers,

as His feet gently tread,

on Holy Ground.

The Angels sing,

Holy,

Holy.

The anointing flows,

covers,

soothes,

caresses.

Holy, Holy,

as the voice of God,

reaches the lost,

and bursts forth,

once again,

in Praise.

 

Written 7-17-97

The Mother

22 Dec

“… how often would I have gathered thy children together, as a hen doth gather her brood under her wings…” Luke 13:34

A belt of Gold brings together

A Garment of Praise,

Purple and Azure,

And a covering of Righteousness

White and Pure.

A Crown of Royalty rests on her Head,

Wrapped in Purple,

Yet unadorned,

For the Wedding Day has not yet come.

Majestic Arms,

Strong and Firm,

Reach out to the Nations,

Then gather back together the wounded and grieved,

In a warm embrace.

Standing firm,

On a strong foundation,

Not gilded or adorned with useless jewelry,

Set soundly on a true doctrine,

That none may cover.

She pours out the sustenance needed,

To strengthen the Saints of God.

One vessel holding the Priest’s share of the sacrifices,

Brought to the Brazen Altar,

Given graciously to those who hunger.

One vessel holds the precious food of the Spirit,

The Word of God,

Served to build the body of faith.

Eyes keenly upon the task at hand,

Not to the left or the right.

Face radiant with the glory of God,

Anointed to shepherd the people,

Those unwanted by the church of glass and velvet,

Those needing the foundation and guidance,

To heal.

The hand of the 5-fold ministry,

Carefully pours the anointing out,

To those appointed to fulfill the need.

The Mother,

The Church,

Will rise,

Bearing the vessels of truth and righteousness,

On its shoulders,

Looking for a people, to dip and drink.

It will rise in strength and confidence,

Knowing her place.

Only setting her work aside,

For a moment,

That moment when she embraces her children,

Blessing them and sending them forward,

To find their place.

Then lifting her vessels again,

Placing them firmly upon her shoulders,

She presses onward.

Written 10-11-01

To Know

2 Nov

As thou knowest not what is the way of the spirit, nor how the bones do grow in the womb of her that is with child: even so thou knowest not the works of God who maketh all.    Ecc 11:5

The wind bloweth where it listeth, and thou hearest the sound thereof, but canst not tell whence it cometh, and whither it goeth: so is every one that is born of the Spirit.    John 3:8

At the breath of dawn

I raise my life to You.

I feel your warmth,

caressing the weary lines

that etch and pull

at the curves of my face.

Your light tenderly penetrates

the closed lids

of my eyes,

beckoning me to see,

far past the visible realm.

I raise myself up,

straight and tall,

pleading to you for the strength

I once had

of my own ability.

My own strength fails,

as it always has,

but Your strength overcomes

my weakness

as I step out for You.

I remain in sweet communion,

our spirits touch through

the gift of Your precious Spirit.

I absorb and regenerate

from the power of joining with You.

Your anointing oil pours

from the cup of Your desires

to the hope of my will.

I see what you have called me to,

but understand not.

I touch the oil that flows

down my garments

and wonder “Why”?

The oil glistens on my fingertips

as I take it to its appointed work.

I question and doubt,

every step of the way,

at why I was chosen for this work;

whether I could truly

make a difference.

As I reach the appointed place,

I reach out and touch the life

I’ve been sent to heal.

The anointing and the Spirit become one,

coursing through this vessel.

The Spirit speaks forth

as virtue flows out

through these fingertips

and into another called of God.

After the evening passes

and the shadows of doubt diminish

I return to the dawn

to seek You once again.

I so desire to know You,

to understand the plans

You’ve set in motion,

a plan that only you

can comprehend.

Forgive me, Lord,

in the dusk of doubt.

Help me to know that

my greatest mission

is to carry forth the touch

You have put in my hand,

And to take the steps,

You have placed in my feet.

Help me to realize that

all I need to know,

all I need to understand,

is that every move I make

is completely in Your will.

Written 6-17-99

GENTLE BREATH

13 Oct

He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler. Psalm 91:4

A rush of angel’s wings,

Soothing,

Drawing away,

The stress of yesterday.

Angels of protection,

Wrap your wings about,

That no evil,

May Penetrate.

Gentle breath of God,

Wash over,

Cleanse – Fill – Release.

Precious Holy Spirit,

Heal the broken walls,

Fill the voids,

With Your joy.

Release Your anointing,

To bring a new walk,

Stepping in the footprints,

Of the Father.

———-

** Prayer – May your time with Jesus be tender, precious and everlasting. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

———

Written 1/13/2004

INTEGRITY

29 Sep

Children are a heritage from the Lord, offspring a reward from him.  

Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are children born in one’s youth.  

Psalm 127:3-5

…..

The Shuttle that draws the thread

in the tapestry of a child’s life.

..

Pulled by the anointing

of compassion.

 

 

Written 1/9/2003

SPIRIT OF MAN

22 Sep

“The spirit of man is the candle of the Lord, searching all the inward parts of the belly.”  Proverbs 20:27


Lord, can you see

the death within 

the fallen man?



Has the light,

You've placed,

inside his soul,

dimmed from the absence,

of the anointing oil?



Does his inward parts,

grow dark and empty,

from the absence of you?



Where did the oil go?

Did it slowly burn away,

when used on goodly projects,

void of Godly seed?



Did it burn rapidly away,

on endless nights,

of busy details,

none birthed for the kingdom,

only for the furtherance,

of man?



Did the glow leave,

so slowly,

that no one noticed,

the warmth in the depths of the eyes,

was replaced by cold,

hallow, loneliness?



Once cold, 

did the soul embrace the emptiness,

and call it home;

explaining the way back,

is too difficult?



Is there yet a hope, 

a small smoldering bud,

that a new flame,

could grow,

even brighter,

than the first?



Replenish the oil,

in this vessel, Lord,

that when the nights grow so weary,

I will draw closer to the flame,

and into Your light.



Let there be such an abundance,

that the light within me,

will show into the eyes,

of one so cold.



Let the oil flow,

so heavily,

from my anointing,

that it will flow from my prayers,

through the depths of Jesus,

and into another's life.



Let me always be a light,

to lift the darkness,

in another's soul.


 

Written 7-28-99

COMPASSION

7 Jul

 

“But when Jesus saw it, he was much displeased, and said unto them, Suffer the little children to come unto me, and forbid them not: for of such is the kingdom of God.”  -Mark 10:14

Tonight I saw something that deeply touched my heart.  Not a well scripted show or a thought-out story. Tonight I witnessed two very young boys praying, sobbing and interceding for their friend – hands lifted upward toward Heaven.  Even after the music ceased they remained, praying – sobbing. When the sanctuary had emptied and the time threatened, they remained. At that moment I believe a pastor was born, an evangelist, perhaps an apostle.  Compassion was loosed and the anointing fell. The true tenderness of innocence released a pureness – no show, no pressure, no guilt drove their motives – just compassion – a Spirit lead appointment with Jesus.   

How many times have we adults seen the hurting at the altar, but pulled away because of schedules and pre-set agendas.  How many times have we been in serious prayer, only to turn it off as a household appliance when the music ceased? How many times did we seem sincerely concerned, as long as certain eyes lingered our way, hoping for a break and release with each prayer.

I stood outside and watched as they left the tabernacle, headed for their camp dorm rooms; bibles familiarly under their arms, pages worn, bookmarks poking out here and there.  Arm in arm they headed away, eyes still red, but a prominent glow surrounded them. I thanked God for that touch, for that innocence.

Still, I was ashamed.  Ashamed that these young boys had a relationship with My God that I so desired and a compassion for others that I strove for, but had not yet found.  

Thank you Jesus for that glimpse into a perfect moment dedicated completely to You.  Bless them Lord, for touching Your face unhesitatingly. Lord, help me to meet the challenge.

 

Written 6-24-2004