Revelation 19:1-9

After these things I heard a loud voice of a great multitude in heaven, saying, “Alleluia! Salvation and glory and honor and power belong to the Lord our God! (Revelation 19:1)
      LORD, help us join that great throng of those who praise you and declare the salvation you have wrought.

For true and righteous are his judgments, because he has judged the great harlot who corrupted the earth with her fornication; and he has avenged on her the blood of his servants shed by her.” (Revelation 19:2)
      Father, your judgments are true and righteous.

Again they said, “Alleluia! Her smoke rises up forever and ever!” (Revelation 19:3)
      Alleluia, Jesus! You have won the victory over sin and death.

And the twenty-four elders and the four living creatures fell down and worshiped God who sat on the throne, saying, “Amen! Alleluia!” (Revelation 19:4)
      Holy Spirit, please help us let go of our pride and fall down and worship our God and father and his son Jesus.

Then a voice came from the throne, saying, “Praise our God, all you his servants and those who fear him, both small and great!” (Revelation 19:5)
      Jesus, we praise you for all that you have done.

And I heard, as it were, the voice of a great multitude, as the sound of many waters and as the sound of mighty thunderings, saying, “Alleluia! For the Lord God Omnipotent reigns! (Revelation 19:6)
      Holy Spirit, please help us hear those living waters and declare, “Alleluia! For the Lord God Omnipotent reigns!”

Let us be glad and rejoice and give him glory, for the marriage of the Lamb has come, and his wife has made herself ready.” (Revelation 19:7)
      Jesus, we sing for joy now and we look forward to that day of greatest joy when we shall be glad and rejoice and sing in your presence forevermore.

“And to her it was granted to be arrayed in fine linen, clean and bright, for the fine linen is the righteous acts of the saints”. (Revelation 19:8 )
      Father, clothe us in your righteousness.

Then he said to me, “Write: ‘Blessed are those who are called to the marriage supper of the Lamb!'” And he said to me, “These are the true sayings of God.” (Revelation 19:9)
      Jesus, please help us come to that wedding feast and rejoice with you with a joy that will never fade away. Thank you.

      A word received: Rejoice with me.

      A word received: Turning to me (repentance) leads to joy.

      You can get Repentance-The Joy Filled Life by Basilea Schlink as a used book on Amazon.com — some copies are under $5.00.

Sunday: 8, 84; Leviticus 8:1-13, 30-36; Hebrews 12:1-14; Luke 4:16-30
Monday: 64, 65; Leviticus 16:1-19; 1 Thessalonians 4:13-18; Matthew 6:1-6,16-18

      Notes from the Front Line

Check out “In Christ Alone” http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ENtL_li4GbE&feature=related
Check out “Pachelbel’s canon in D Major” [very peaceful] http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6wpPk8qk3uQ&feature=fvw

***** Please pray that the living water of the Holy Spirit will flood the Diocesan Convention.

Albany Intercessor

Testimony of Yazoo tornado

Received via e-mail, edited for brevity
[We were traveling and] stopped in the Wendy’s at Yazoo City to use the restroom. As we got out of the truck we heard the tornado siren going off. We all went in the Wendy’s and used the restroom and then were going to sit out front in the lobby till the storm passed by. We had been seated maybe 5 minutes when Uncle Charles and I noticed rotation in the top of the clouds. . . .
Uncle Charles said, “I think we outta move away from these windows.”
Mom laughed and said, “I don’t know about you all, but Mac and I are going under that table.”
There were, I think, about 8 staff working and around 5 other customers, with 3 people coming in minutes before we moved to the restroom. As soon as Mom said that, a man called out, “We need to get to the bathroom.”
Several people began trying to call out on their cell phones, and went to the window. The man yelled, “Get off the phone and get in the bathroom.” . . .
I stood with my back to the wall; on my right was a worker lady standing behind the open door. Mac was on my left and Momma on his other side. Uncle Charles was looking out the door. I told the worker lady to close the door. As soon as she did, we heard a sound like a cannon firing, and the lights went out. We now know it was the tornado taking out the Save a Lot and Peebles next door.
Then the ground began to shake, it traveled up through the concrete floor, through my feet and legs to my back. Then the wall began to press in on me, as if hands were pressing it into the room.
Momma began to sing “Amazing Grace,” and people began to cry and wail. Mac said, “Hush, Grandma,” and I said, “Momma, stop.” Her singing was making people afraid.
The strangest thing was I was not afraid. Looking back, I thought, Why didn’t I cry out to God to keep Mac safe? To not take my child, to help us??
Instead I heard Joyce Meyer’s voice say, “Thank HIM for things HE hasn’t done for you yet.” So I began to pray aloud, “Thank you Jesus that I have right standing with you, thank you Jesus that my son is sanctified, thank you God that you are here in our midst, thank you Jesus that you have a good future planned for me, that you love me and that your hand is over this room right now between us and this storm.” . . .
I then recalled my granny’s favorite song, “Till the storm passes by,” and I said, “Thank you God for holding me fast and letting me stand in the hollow of your Hand as this storm passes by.” As I said those words I felt a pressure over me, a pressing down and all around. Look, I am an educated woman and have taught science for 11 years, I know about G-forces and winds and tornados.
BUT NO MAN WILL EVER CONVINCE ME IT WAS THE TORNADO, IT WAS GOD’S HAND HOLDING OVER THAT ROOM.
I now know how Moses felt in the cleft of the rock on the mountain, when God placed His hand over him and walked by. We walked out of that PERFECT restroom, not a tile in the ceiling out of place, not a brick or tile on the walls out of place. The rest of the Wendy’s was destroyed–the brick walls gone, the steel beams and windows gone, the ceiling tiles in the rest of the Wendy’s hanging or on the floor, but our room where God covered us was in perfect condition. . . .
My son Mac reminded me I forgot to mention the 18 wheeler gas tanker that was parked behind the Wendy’s. In 165 MPH wind, it should have been thrown into Wendy’s and exploded. Not only was HIS hand over us, it also kept that truck in place.
All the other cars had broken windshields or windows and debris over them. Uncle Charles’s truck “Baby” as he calls it, didn’t have any debris or broken windows, barely a scratch on the hood. We were able to drive out and drive home. I just cannot say enough about the string of miracles God did in that half hour. HE IS REAL! . . .

Previous tornado testimony posts:
here and here.

A God of mystery

Triune God,
You are a loving God. Yet, You hate Essau.
You are a gentle God, but You picked Ezekiel up off the ground by his hair.
You are the bright and morning star who veils Himself in darkness.
You hate divorce but are divorced Yourself.
You are full of mystery. I am but dust and cannot understand You. Yet, I love You and take delight in Your presence. Thank You for being with me. Amen.
Malachi 1:2-3, 2:16, Jeremiah 3:8, Ezekiel 8:3, Psalm 97:2, Revelation 22:16

Reference: When Heaven Invades Earth by Bill Johnson