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11-22-99

This word is submitted by Petru Prinsloo (saip@cis.co.za)

Concealing His light

Prepare yourself, I have come to meet with thee, Fortify your heart, I have come with an inquiry, Tie down your tent, I come not as a gentle Breeze, Instruct your mind now, bend down onto your knees. Open to My probing touch, let Me see what's inside. Seek My presence; there's something important We must decide.

Remember when I called, you agreed to take up the burden? How eager and naive you entered through the torn curtain? Remember the uneven path We walked for many years? How I guided you past barriers and silenced your private fears? Remember when I cleared the thistle and its seed off your road? How I pruned your myrtle to bloom, bear fruit and grow?

Well, Satan has seen your fruit, is now asking to cast out his net. A test he desires, a mortal contest he now wishes to set. Many, he says, want to storm his gates, many think they're so strong. If I grant his wish, will he prevail, will he be right or will he be wrong? He claims inner-strength maggots are eating at the fruit of your life. He has challenged Me, I await your answer before I respond to his strife.

Tell Me now, consider if this is the work of your own strength; If so, be My equal, stand before Me upright to your full length! Have you shaped the hearts of the saints for My residence? Can you find or restore to them the lost Ark of My Presence? Have you rebuilt the heart's wastelands, planted it with cedars tall? Can you restore their paths or repair the breaches in their cities' wall?

Are you working in your strength, are you casting a shadow on My Light? Satan's challenge stands, tell Me by whose strength do you live and fight? Is the source of your strength, your selection or ordaining? Or do you build your own strength, through experience or training? When your strength fails, do you come to Me as invalids for crutches? Or do you require My strength with wings to soar above evil's clutches?

You're in My Light, look outside; dark faded shadows are all you'll see. For you, there is no help out there; not even the sheltering shadow of a tree. Do you not see, in My presence you require nothing else but Me? I am the Fire, you are My heat; I am the Fountain, you are My water; I am the Manna, you are My taste; I am the Reflection, you are My mirror; I AM the glory, you are My hands' power;

What do you answer? What will the result of the contest be? Will you work for Me in your strength and let the maggots run free? Will you use My strength and find the miracles you so long to see?

In His Service
Petru