A Fire Shut Up In My Bones
A Fire Shut Up In My Bones
“Then I said, I will not make mention of him, nor speak any more in his name. But his word was in mine heart as a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I was weary with forbearing, and I could not stay.”
God wants to speak today just as He has always spoken from the foundation of this world to the Book of Revelation. In fact, the very Law of Moses was first spoken to the people, however, they drew back in fear, would not hear it, and pleaded with Moses to go up and receive it for them. They would not listen to His voice so God gave them tablets of stone to match their hearts.
It is written,
“And I looked, and, behold, a whirlwind came out of the north, a great cloud, and a fire enfolding itself, and a brightness was about it, and out of the midst thereof as the colour of amber, out of the midst of the fire.”
The chariot of the living God rides in the midst of a fire that enfolds itself, churning and whirling like a great furnace. Out of this furnace proceeds thunders and lightnings for God is hot to express Himself to this generation.
What would happen if we simply lost all our inhibitions and allowed God to speak through us? What would He say? Would it be that hard if we allowed our creator to speak as He pleased through and to His people? What would happen if we ignored all those who dare not speak with God’s voice and simply listened, for once, to our creator without their filter or hindrance? I will tell you what would happen: things would radically and irrevocably change. The whole world would stand still because when God speaks the very creation stops and listens. There would be profound silence as God’s still small voice was finally heard.
People don’t go to church because God is not there. People do not listen to us because we do not utter His voice. The world is going to hell, literally, because we will not reveal our Lord and savior to them. We are the problem; but thankfully, we are also the solution.
I write, not because I necessarily want to, but because I have to. These words I pour out into cyberspace are a relief valve to me for when I don’t they are as a fire shut up in my bones. I never used to understand the words “the burden of the word of the Lord,” but now days I do. I cannot bear to have these things inside me for they must be released so I can have some semblance of peace. God is like a pent up river behind a great dam and that dam is beginning to crack. There is about to be a second deluge and it will cover the whole earth like the first one. Except this time it will heal instead of wreak havoc, bless instead of destroy, and lift up all those who will listen instead of just eight souls.
God is saying to His people,
“listen to Me.”
There can be no peace without the peacemaker. There can be no understanding without the great Revelator. There can be no salvation without God Himself cracking open our hardened hearts so that we can receive the washing of the water of His word.
I understand why Jesus chastised the pharisees and railed against the legalism that bound those that followed their example. They were blind and We are blind. They could not see because they would not see and we cannot see because we will not see. I hate the chains that bind us all because they restrain us from the reality of the one true God and make us worship a false image that those who pretend to know Him have constructed out of their own minds! I want to tear down and burn this idol until its ashes blow like find dust in the wind. This monstrosity we call church is nothing more that a vast prison system, a gulag for the souls of men and women who cannot know God because those who hold the keys to their chains refuse to unlock them. I cannot begin to describe to you the degree of anger that’s kindled in God’s heart towards such hirelings, It is a molten rage against all those who would dare keep Him from His bride.
There is about to come a move of His Spirit upon this land that is neither expected nor will it be welcomed by those of the church. It will destroy all of the carefully laid plans of man who seek to build, not God’s kingdom, but their own. In a day everything will change and nothing will be the same. People will cry out for fear because they do not know the God whom they are meeting and will wonder who He really is. Shame on you pastors and teachers of this generation because you have taught a false gospel and a false Christ to those who trusted in you to give them the true manna from heaven. You have prepared those you lead to receive the Antichrist rather than God’s anointed. When Jesus comes again, as the manifested sons of God, they will not recognize us because THEY DO NOT KNOW OUR FATHER.
You see this church you have built? Not one stone shall be left upon another by the time God is done taking His people out of your midst. You think you deserve mercy but where was that mercy when those who sought God were prevented from doing so because you would not believe? Where was grace when those who simply wanted to yield to His spirit were barred from doing so by threats of disfellowship? I just want to scream and cry at the same time because you have starved God’s children while pretending to feed them as they wasted away before your very eyes!
Spiritual darkness is upon you and you do not know it. I pray that God take away those you have sought to control and give them to others who are worthy to be called servants. I pray that you lose everything and taste the bitterness of the bondage that you have enslaved others with. I pray, In the name of Jesus, that you reap the whirlwind because you have sown to the wind with your vain thoughts and ambitions that you passed off as God mandate.
I cannot tell what is God and what is me anymore. I do not know if the anger I feel is from my own bowels or from the Spirit. All I know is that when God does show up there will be a reckoning and that those who have not humbled themselves and sought to yield to His Spirit will suffer the most.
Thus saith the Lord.