A thread of Blain's Psalms

Blain · Oct 24, 2020

Well you know me I don't know any other way than to share my heart kind of blessing and a curse really but God made me this way for a reason so I wanted to be able to express to him all of this as if I was speaking to him alone knowing others would read it I could have feared how people would respond but in this moment I just wanted to speak to him in the best way I know how nothing else was on my mind just him.

Honestly it's kind of odd how I can only speak my heart in writing rather than face to face but again I must have been made this way for a reason also I apolagize if I hounded you for the interpretation for the dream I am sure you are busy and I opnly trust you in interpretations but I felt I was too pushy I just feel like something about it is important sadly I was never good at interpetatiing my own dreams I can for others just not myself kind of like how I can see the hearts of others but not my own and I felt bad

Lafftur · Oct 24, 2020

Oh sweet Blain, you are dear to my heart... I’m sorry if I have seemed to suddenly disappear... my brother passed October 9th and I’ve had a lot to deal with but, God is good and I am relaxing this evening yet, tomorrow I will pick up his ashes from the funeral home.

I’ll be so glad when this world is over....even so, come quickly Lord Jesus.

Blain · Oct 24, 2020

Lafftur said:

Oh I am so sorry losing someone is one of the hardest things to experience in this world but a wise man once said don't pity the dead pity the living I see great wisdom in that I mean if it was my choice even if it meant giving him the breath of life in him just so I could finally be with him I would without hesitation if your brother was saved I envy him

Magenta · Oct 24, 2020

Blain said:

This reminded me of a line from Kahlil Gibran's On Love, from The Prophet, where he says

All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets
of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life’s heart.

I feel you will no longer need to express your heart to God, for God will be the fulness
of your heart, and it is Him and His love you will be expressing, and not your self's own.

Blain · Oct 24, 2020

Magenta said:

I have never heard of this person before is it from a book? I don't know how things will work when we are heaven I only know how I feel towards and how more than anything else in this world and the next his heart is the one treasure I have longed for desperately. I want to dive into the vast oceans of his heart to know him and have him to have a kind of love and bond with him that no one ever dreamed we could have that kind of closeness and intimacy in that kind of depth is all I have wanted ever since I met him
Whether or not I can have this or if it will not be my affections towards him I don't know

Magenta · Oct 24, 2020

Blain said:

Kahlil Gibran was a Persian poet

I have posted his "On Love" piece here quite a few times over the years, and even just recently, not that you should have seen it, just an indication of how much it means to me, and as a teen when I first discovered it, I was deeply moved, really, just to to know there were people like him in the world, who could express such beauty so eloquently. Here is the "poem" in full:

When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams
as the north wind lays waste the garden.

For even as love crowns you so shall he
crucify you. Even as he is for your growth
so is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses
your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and
shake them in their clinging to the earth.

Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.
He threshes you to make you naked.
He sifts you to free you from your husks.
He grinds you to whiteness.
He kneads you until you are pliant;
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you
may become sacred bread for God’s sacred feast.

All these things shall love do unto you
that you may know the secrets of your
heart, and in that knowledge become a
fragment of Life’s heart.

But if in your fear you would seek only
love’s peace and love’s pleasure,
Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness
and pass out of love’s threshing-floor,
Into the seasonless world where you
shall laugh, but not all of your laughter,
and weep, but not all of your tears.

Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.
Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;
For love is sufficient unto love.

When you love you should not say,
“God is in my heart,” but rather,
“I am in the heart of God.”
And think not you can direct the course of love,
for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.
But if you love and must needs have
desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook
that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart
and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate on love’s ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart
and a song of praise upon your lips.

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Blain · Oct 29, 2020

To be as the still waters of the night, to soak in the waters of the evergreen as all the nature soaks up the waters of the flowing riverbed so they may flourish this is my desire. And so I shall quiet my soul and speak not an utterance, I shall sit and wait not seeking the water my soul desires but shall wait and listen for the one who brings the water that fills my cup.
For I have tasted and known this water he brings, how sweet the taste on my tongue it is, how cool and crisp is it upon my dry and hoarse throat and how it fills me up with only a single sip so life given so reviving and good. For there is no greater drink no greater wine nor any given thing that is so good as the water my Lord brings to me, what would I offer for a single drop upon my lips? Where would I go just to soak in these waters?

Yet I do not bargain nor do I seek it, I dare not move dare not utter an utterance for I have seen the wisdom of the evergreen that drinks the waters of the flowing rivers, all of nature and in all of it's beauty does not move nor utter a word for it's nourishment rather in their wisdom they stay still and wait for the rain to quench them and they without speaking a word have more wisdom than that of man in this matter.

How amazing is the Lord in showing his greatness in the things that are weak and voiceless how the trees of the earth and how the birds of the air how the blades of grass speak his wisdom and greatness for only those who would humble themselves to listen. As I sit and calm my soul I ponder these things awaiting the cup that overflows and I thank my Lord for my akin to nature for I am not blind to how alike I am to it. Like the flower I am easily trampled on and passed by shining the beauty and wisdom that the Lord declares in unspoken words but go unhead and unseen, for like the blades of grass if I was given water I would be as silk on the feet that walk on me everyday for like the rose bushes I would produce the roses that are so often discarded for lack of their growth.

For the tender things of this world do not seek nor desire strength nor honor nor glory and perhaps in his great wisdom such things are best suited for these. As I still my spirit I am in tears of gratitude for my weakness and my tender soul for only because of this have I been given eyes that see what others do not, I praise him in my heart for his stength that he shows in the weakest of things for who among us who believe we are strong truly understand what strength is?

Perhaps to know strength one must understand weakness and if this so my Lord is weakness really even being weak and is being strong really even having strength? Such is the ways of my cherished one for his ways are not our ways nor are his thoughts like our thoughts, how I love to ponder his ways and to selve deeper into the secrets of his heart for his ways are truly beautiful to me. I adore how he hides wisdom from the those who would deem themselves wise, I am in awe how he whispers the truth where one has to have the right heart to listen.

And so I shall meditate on these things as I still my soul and wait for the water he brings forth, patiently shall I remain seated and listen for his footsteps for even a single drop is worth the wait.

Lafftur · Oct 29, 2020

Blain said:

To be as the still waters of the night, to soak in the waters of the evergreen as all the nature soaks up the waters of the flowing riverbed so they may flourish this is my desire. And so I shall quiet my soul and speak not an utterance, I shall sit and wait not seeking the water my soul desires but shall wait and listen for the one who brings the water that fills my cup.
For I have tasted and known this water he brings, how sweet the taste on my tongue it is, how cool and crisp is it upon my dry and hoarse throat and how it fills me up with only a single sip so life given so reviving and good. For there is no greater drink no greater wine nor any given thing that is so good as the water my Lord brings to me, what would I offer for a single drop upon my lips? Where would I go just to soak in these waters?

Yet I do not bargain nor do I seek it, I dare not move dare not utter an utterance for I have seen the wisdom of the evergreen that drinks the waters of the flowing rivers, all of nature and in all of it's beauty does not move nor utter a word for it's nourishment rather in their wisdom they stay still and wait for the rain to quench them and they without speaking a word have more wisdom than that of man in this matter.

How amazing is the Lord in showing his greatness in the things that are weak and voiceless how the trees of the earth and how the birds of the air how the blades of grass speak his wisdom and greatness for only those who would humble themselves to listen. As I sit and calm my soul I ponder these things awaiting the cup that overflows and I thank my Lord for my akin to nature for I am not blind to how alike I am to it. Like the flower I am easily trampled on and passed by shining the beauty and wisdom that the Lord declares in unspoken words but go unhead and unseen, for like the blades of grass if I was given water I would be as silk on the feet that walk on me everyday for like the rose bushes I would produce the roses that are so often discarded for lack of their growth.

For the tender things of this world do not seek nor desire strength nor honor nor glory and perhaps in his great wisdom such things are best suited for these. As I still my spirit I am in tears of gratitude for my weakness and my tender soul for only because of this have I been given eyes that see what others do not, I praise him in my heart for his stength that he shows in the weakest of things for who among us who believe we are strong truly understand what strength is?

Perhaps to know strength one must understand weakness and if this so my Lord is weakness really even being weak and is being strong really even having strength? Such is the ways of my cherished one for his ways are not our ways nor are his thoughts like our thoughts, how I love to ponder his ways and to selve deeper into the secrets of his heart for his ways are truly beautiful to me. I adore how he hides wisdom from the those who would deem themselves wise, I am in awe how he whispers the truth where one has to have the right heart to listen.

And so I shall meditate on these things as I still my soul and wait for the water he brings forth, patiently shall I remain seated and listen for his footsteps for even a single drop is worth the wait.

Absolutely BEAUTIFUL!

So rich with deep truths of wisdom evoking us to ponder......pause and think about it......Selah.....

There is only ONE thing the scriptures tell us is better than wine.........LOVE.

Song of Solomon 1:2
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.
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Song of Solomon 4:10
How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!
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Blain · Oct 29, 2020

Lafftur said:

Thank you I am so glad it spoke to you as if I could take any credit, these are mainly just things he speaks to me when we are in our quiet moments and I just felt the pull to speak it, it has been quite a while since he lead me to write so I am glad he started again.

As for how love is the only thing greater than wine it wasn't meant to be a literal thing it was more symbolic of how amazing his living water is. But I agree love is truly the greatest of all things.

Lafftur · Oct 29, 2020

Blain said:

Oh yes, your psalms always speak to me something about God and what He is up to! Always a joy to read them.

In the Song of Solomon, the wine can be literal or symbolic..... Wine is symbolic of joy and laughing but, to love and be loved is better than joy! Of course, it might be a tie for me because I LOVE to LAUGH! lol!

Blain · Oct 29, 2020

Lafftur said:

If I am being honest you were the one who inspired me to write this, seeing you on the forums again gave me relief and then the pull came. Of course I had no idea what I was going to write usually he gives mee a starting point then it takes over from there but yeah I agree it is certainly something God is doing.

Wine is an intersting thing is the scriptures I have seen it being used to represent several things including the blood of Jesus when if you think about it does in fact represent life love and joy because it was his blood blood that gave us salvation

Lafftur · Oct 29, 2020

Blain said:

One could preach a sermon for weeks about "How" wine is made....

Types of soils..... how the vines are planted and engrafted..... how the sun (Light) and rain (Water) give the vine life to produce fruit - the clusters of grapes..... all the little foxes that come to spoil the vine and it's tender grapes.... the handpicking gathering of the grapes from the vine..... the crushing under foot of the grapes..... the time of fermenting.... storing in the barrels.... the time of just waiting.... and waiting..... and waiting.... awwww to pour a glass and taste.... Yes, indeed.... the Lord is GOOOOOOOD!

Blain · Oct 29, 2020

Lafftur said:

One could preach a sermon for weeks about "How" wine is made....

Types of soils..... how the vines are planted and engrafted..... how the sun (Light) and rain (Water) give the vine life to produce fruit - the clusters of grapes..... all the little foxes that come to spoil the vine and it's tender grapes.... the handpicking gathering of the grapes from the vine..... the crushing under foot of the grapes..... the time of fermenting.... storing in the barrels.... the time of just waiting.... and waiting..... and waiting.... awwww to pour a glass and taste.... Yes, indeed.... the Lord is GOOOOOOOD!

Wow I had no idea there was so much depth into making wine this is amazing

Blain · Nov 3, 2020

A petition I declare to our Lord with yearning deep cries. We have heard and have seen the wonders of your majesty and have longed to declare it's greatness in full. For though we who are of the flesh cannot fathom the fullness of your wonder our souls declare your praise and our heart leaps within out chests with joy at your coming.

For who among us can say who are in your bosom he is not near? Who among us who are your sheep and follow you and your mighty staff he has left us in slaughter? And who among us who are your children have not shouted on high our love and adoration? And yet this I have against you my king, how long must we wait? how weary must our paths become before we may declare your glory in it's full?
For you yourself know and see the depths our souls, for you yourself can feel our inner groaning, and so my king I ask you to not tarry any longer I beg of you to consider the petition I request not only for myself but for all your children who know of what I speak.

For they are one in spirit and their voices all speak to you in unison, how we wish dear father to be in your arms and to shake the heavens with out praise and worship of you, we watch and wait just as you have instructed, we listen and seek as you have spoken but our hearts can bear it for only a little while my precious one the words we desire to speak and to honor and praise cannot be spoken in the human tongue nor can they be expressed in the realm of this side of the kingdom.

But for you my king we shall wait and shall always listen and seek your face even if you tarry and even if we must be in great longing for we know you hear our souls groaning with a depth that is unspoken because it cannot be spoken and yet your spirit knows and speaks in our standing. Even so until this day let mount Zion raise their voices as thunder across the heavens and let them shout your praise and glory with a new breath with a new song and with power to you who is worthy
Even so Lord come.

Lafftur · Nov 4, 2020

Blain said:

A petition I declare to our Lord with yearning deep cries. We have heard and have seen the wonders of your majesty and have longed to declare it's greatness in full. For though we who are of the flesh cannot fathom the fullness of your wonder our souls declare your praise and our heart leaps within out chests with joy at your coming.

For who among us can say who are in your bosom he is not near? Who among us who are your sheep and follow you and your mighty staff he has left us in slaughter? And who among us who are your children have not shouted on high our love and adoration? And yet this I have against you my king, how long must we wait? how weary must our paths become before we may declare your glory in it's full?
For you yourself know and see the depths our souls, for you yourself can feel our inner groaning, and so my king I ask you to not tarry any longer I beg of you to consider the petition I request not only for myself but for all your children who know of what I speak.

For they are one in spirit and their voices all speak to you in unison, how we wish dear father to be in your arms and to shake the heavens with our praise and worship of you, we watch and wait just as you have instructed, we listen and seek as you have spoken but our hearts can bear it for only a little while my precious one the words we desire to speak and to honor and praise cannot be spoken in the human tongue nor can they be expressed in the realm of this side of the kingdom.

But for you my king we shall wait and shall always listen and seek your face even if you tarry and even if we must be in great longing for we know you hear our souls groaning with a depth that is unspoken because it cannot be spoken and yet your spirit knows and speaks in our standing. Even so until this day let mount Zion raise their voices as thunder across the heavens and let them shout your praise and glory with a new breath with a new song and with power to you who is worthy
Even so Lord come.

The longing of our souls for the tangible Presence of God in the Earth...... absolutely beautiful, Blain! God hears us...... not only are we waiting...... God is also waiting also..... when all is accomplished, He will NOT delay, amen!

Blain · Nov 23, 2020

The walls of my room in the solitude of the early morning echo with cries of a hurting soul, how my eyes are as the oceans of the world how they fall as the flood with no ark how the pain within cuts deeper than the sharpest blade.
For I am overcome in my longing for him how cruel it seems for him to be in my hearts desire but always out reach, how cold it is to seek the warmth of his arms so intensely but always left on this side of heaven. Oh beloved Father what I wouldn't give to be with you at long last, what I wouldn't say to convince you to take us with you as you have promised what I wouldn't pray for the warmth and love that you bear.

How desperate is the longing for you Lord how deep the pain of it is for my soul cannot bear it for much longer, my heart cries out to even in my dreams my arms flesh as they may be crave to hold you and squeeze you with all my love how my mind cannot rest in the desire of you and how my tears are all but dry eyes now.

How long father will keep us distant from your arms? How badly must we bleed for you in such longing and love, such pain that cannot be described such sadness for the soul who belongs with you but cannot have you?
Have mercy oh Lord and tarry no longer for your children all cry in unison with the same spirit the same longing the same love and the same suffering. For we know who we belong to and we know how a stranger walks the earth alien in this plane longing for their home where they belong.

How my heart tickles when I imagine being with you, how warm I am inside when I play with you in my daydreams how my heart feels your hands holdding it so closely filling it with such warmth and love when I imagine the days we would spend together playing and laughing loving and embracing eating and drinking and yet when I am awake in this realm I sense the distance between us, I see the world has become so cold and so weary I cannot bear it for much longer and my heart weeps for the world but also wishes to bid it farewell.

The arms of my heart desperately reach to the sky hoping your hand would reach down and take it, my soul cries in such love and pain and sadness for I cannot reach you, my body wears itself down from the suffering of it and my mind has become foggy for I am out of strength. Oh I know inside that our hearts must become one or I will never be whole for my heart is yours and you have promised yours, do you recall my precious one the wedding rings we said we would give one another? Do you recall the hearts of which we were to give each other in our marriage?

Did you not bbrand on my forhead that day the word mine? And did I not brand on your heart that day my name? Do you recal the depth of love and affection we poured into each other that day in my room alone as we were? Was it not you who used me to write about this glorious day of the wedding? Was it not you who used me to write about you coming for us at long last? Why then do you tarry? Why then do I excite my soul only to see you nowhere? Why then did I suffer so greatly just to hold you in my arms and pour the essence of my love and affection for you in full how the human being cannot on this side of heaven?

I would rather that I was a false prophet than to suffer the promise of your closeness and yet suffer greatly in the waiting, but I love you to deeply to not speak your voice for I know the sound of your whisper and yet my soul cries to deeply for you to let you go and so I wait and I watch I love and I suffer but for how long my king?

Can you feel the depth of my love and pain for you? can you feel the prick of the thorn the rose our love pierces in my heart and being? Can you hear they shrieking desperate cry of a child whose only sole desire is that which you have already promised? For if I received no honor but recieved your heart I would be glad, if I recieved no treasure but recieved the love I have so hungrily sought after with you I would be blessed and if I recieved only a small box to live in if I could live with you I would be rich

Father I beg of you please come quickly for we are so desperate and so deep in suffering for you know better than anyone how deep the pain of love can be

Lafftur · Nov 23, 2020

Blain said:

The walls of my room in the solitude of the early morning echo with cries of a hurting soul, how my eyes are as the oceans of the world how they fall as the flood with no ark how the pain within cuts deeper than the sharpest blade.
For I am overcome in my longing for him how cruel it seems for him to be in my hearts desire but always out reach, how cold it is to seek the warmth of his arms so intensely but always left on this side of heaven. Oh beloved Father what I wouldn't give to be with you at long last, what I wouldn't say to convince you to take us with you as you have promised what I wouldn't pray for the warmth and love that you bear.

How desperate is the longing for you Lord how deep the pain of it is for my soul cannot bear it for much longer, my heart cries out to even in my dreams my arms flesh as they may be crave to hold you and squeeze you with all my love how my mind cannot rest in the desire of you and how my tears are all but dry eyes now.

How long father will keep us distant from your arms? How badly must we bleed for you in such longing and love, such pain that cannot be described such sadness for the soul who belongs with you but cannot have you?
Have mercy oh Lord and tarry no longer for your children all cry in unison with the same spirit the same longing the same love and the same suffering. For we know who we belong to and we know how a stranger walks the earth alien in this plane longing for their home where they belong.

How my heart tickles when I imagine being with you, how warm I am inside when I play with you in my daydreams how my heart feels your hands holdding it so closely filling it with such warmth and love when I imagine the days we would spend together playing and laughing loving and embracing eating and drinking and yet when I am awake in this realm I sense the distance between us, I see the world has become so cold and so weary I cannot bear it for much longer and my heart weeps for the world but also wishes to bid it farewell.

The arms of my heart desperately reach to the sky hoping your hand would reach down and take it, my soul cries in such love and pain and sadness for I cannot reach you, my body wears itself down from the suffering of it and my mind has become foggy for I am out of strength. Oh I know inside that our hearts must become one or I will never be whole for my heart is yours and you have promised yours, do you recall my precious one the wedding rings we said we would give one another? Do you recall the hearts of which we were to give each other in our marriage?

Did you not bbrand on my forhead that day the word mine? And did I not brand on your heart that day my name? Do you recal the depth of love and affection we poured into each other that day in my room alone as we were? Was it not you who used me to write about this glorious day of the wedding? Was it not you who used me to write about you coming for us at long last? Why then do you tarry? Why then do I excite my soul only to see you nowhere? Why then did I suffer so greatly just to hold you in my arms and pour the essence of my love and affection for you in full how the human being cannot on this side of heaven?

I would rather that I was a false prophet than to suffer the promise of your closeness and yet suffer greatly in the waiting, but I love you to deeply to not speak your voice for I know the sound of your whisper and yet my soul cries to deeply for you to let you go and so I wait and I watch I love and I suffer but for how long my king?

Can you feel the depth of my love and pain for you? can you feel the prick of the thorn the rose our love pierces in my heart and being? Can you hear they shrieking desperate cry of a child whose only sole desire is that which you have already promised? For if I received no honor but recieved your heart I would be glad, if I recieved no treasure but recieved the love I have so hungrily sought after with you I would be blessed and if I recieved only a small box to live in if I could live with you I would be rich

Father I beg of you please come quickly for we are so desperate and so deep in suffering for you know better than anyone how deep the pain of love can be

Another beautiful psalm!!

Again, such heart rendering depth of longing for God....beautiful!

God is waiting for the fullness of all things.....there are more souls to be added to His Kingdom....He longs for us but, waits for them as well.

We simply are waiting with Him....and rejoice that there are more to be added, if not we would not be waiting....He would have come. Eventually, He will tarry no more....

Blain · Dec 18, 2020

A prayer from the heart

Singing in song do I praise my Lord for he has filled me with the sweetness of his spirit and has cradled me in the goodness of his arms. Wind and fire by your name and water and earth by ours, flowing with the winds of serenity and empowering with the fires in his eyes, walking in flesh as the earth and living in the waters that do not quench .
As fire and water oppose each other so do we oppose each other but the oil that allows fire to sit upon the water is the anointing of your salvation to bind these two beings of each side of heaven. The pondering of reason is of mans nature yet the understanding of him who rules the heaven is his. Desiring to see do I pray hungry for his word do I crave for his word that he gives satisfies my soul understanding of his spirit cleanses me.

To dine on his word as a feast of kings do my imaginations bring me, to speak his feast with his sight do I hear him call, I search the soul of the hidden hearts of man and mourn with doctrines of nonesess but joy is mine for the treasured souls I see his heart resides. Searching and listening sitting and waiting is my career, probing my heart and soul is my daily joy.

For within do
I find him and yet do I find me the fire sits upon the water binded with the annointing of his love and salvation
The tug pulls ever stronger and resisting is ever harder, a messenger was I called but fearful was I was to answer. But I have found the crossroads of the journey we have traversed together, looking behind the fottprints we left were many upon the dirt of the earth yet looking ahead of the crosroads does my heart draw me, a mountain of clouds shining with gold do my eyes peirce through the darkness of the unkown the path to take is mine but the steps unknown.

A longing arising day by day as it draws me to this mountain and I cry now with all my being for I wish to tarry no longer and longer is the raod ahead yet my sandals cannot walk upon these holy lands to ever lasting wonder for the mountain is not for my feet to climb.

So in my inner being do I toss my sandles and with the lion in my heart do I declare to my Lord lift me up atop the mountain and soak my flesh with the waters of your spirit feed me in full with your word and trust me with your sword of truth equip me with the blade my heart has always spoken of and I shall be your warrior I shall be your voice amongst the lips of lies.

Fill me with your holy anointing and I shall be your feet your hands will I extend and your lips only shall I speak by your name for your name and with your name pour the spirit upon me so I may soak it into my heart and flesh let me never utter a word unless the words are yours let me never walk unless it is your feet that are moving.

I detest the prophets of the world for they take your calling and dishonor it with lips is sweetness I cringe in disgust for those who speak your words with lying lips and spirit of deception for there are many
Neither by name nor title do I ask for your blessing neither by worthiness or holiness do I claim to such a right for I am nothing for you yet everything for you a vessel waiting to be filled and a puppet whose strings you alone may hold.

The path is clear and I stand at the ready I pray as a father must give his blessing for his child to wed that you may approve of my request. The time is near and I sense it the kings arrival will be known by all for he has spoken it, How I mourn for the world and those of the world and how I have tried to speak of your coming upon many deaf ears but in waiting shall I be until your word is to be spoken and with great power as a wind of fire shall it be when it does, how the false ones who dare tarnish your name with lips of lies shall be crippled unable to stand against the words you will speak through these lips unable to stand in your presence even from afar.

I speak what I do not know but know what I speak for your spirit flows without understanding of the mortal mind as if knowing nothing have I watched you speak as a flowing river yet your truth is in them, many a times have I watched you amaze me and much greater still do I sense you will speak when the call is sounded

I cannot see in front of me from this year or the next yet I see a small candle being tended to slowly being trained giving light yet lacking in it's flaming but soon shall a wind stir this flame that has been held with such tender hands and soon shall this small flame be a mountain of fire, why I speak these things I do not know yet speak them I must
So I wait dear father for something is coming and the training is soon over

Blain · Dec 26, 2020

For the beloveds of the king listen with ears and receive with surrender of the heart,, a tital of water shall overcome you in my name and so shall the spirit of my calling for the children who have adorned themselves with my love and my clothes of tenderness have readied themselves for such a time.
You have sought and will find you have listened and will now hear you have waited and will now be rewarded you have treasured and shall now be treasured for I have called you by name with my kingship and my power for in you have I found my heart and the spirit of my love.

Watch now therefor for the coming of this year as the sky rips open and upon the opening will the oil of my ointing pour on you without limit, heed to the nature of your soul for in them is the gifting that you will find, for my flowers the ones that resemble my tenderness and beauty and meekness, the gifts I grant to you shall be healing and my tender love without limit, where you walk life shall spring forth streams shall flow from your steps the nature of wonder and and beauty that was created in my design of the world shall be your name bear witness as grass and blooms spring forth from where your toes reach and bear witness as I use you as my medium to pour into the souls of all people my tenderness empathy and love as a warm sun a hug of embrace and a hidden hand that mends the wounded in heart with gentle hands.

For my warriors shall you be granted my fire power and authority you are my kgnights my warriors my defenders you shall stand against all who opposes me with nothing to hinder you for the time is coming now when my enemies shall attack the wounded and the beaten making sure they will never stand again and I have called you to be their defenders my sword and my shield the foes of my kingship shall know the fire of my eyes in yours they shall know the wrath of my fire anger and jealousy in yours they shall tremble in fear and weakness though they thought themselves fearless and strong and a mighty sword shall fall upon their crowns, the mighty shall fall and the proud will be humbled and defeated in my presence through you the very earth shall open if you speak it to the mountains will bow before you if you command it so and the winds shall silence when you declare it.
Ready yourselves and ready your blades and shields for the call of arms is on the horizon as a flash and a blink

For my leaders I grant my wisdom and insight far beyond anything I have ever given to any of mankind in the entire history of creation you are my chiefs in command the armies of the serpent are already on the move and soon will they be at the gates the world perceives them not but will overcome by them when this happens you shall receieve my knowledge and understanding I will grant you my staff and rod and the crown upon which I carry mark these days in your heart and burn the words I have spoken into your being for I will raise you up on the highest of all mountains on that day and my sheep will follow for they who have known my voice and sought my heart with yearning and true desire will hear my voice through you.

For the builders and the encouragers my children that receive my joy in the lifting of others my hands I grant to you reaching and extending far beyond the human hands, to you will I grant the sight of the inner heart and wounds for you have mourned over the bleeding and torment of the heart and in your prayers have you desired so strongly for the mending and inner healing, new eyes and a new voice shall I give you miracles of wonders shall be your name and my touch shall be with you always, only speak it and it shall be given only ask and it will be yours you will be my words and my hand of healing there shall be the starving and poor there shall be the cries of despair and the weeping of cuts deeper than the soul can take go forth therefor and where you go life will be ressurect the dead, damage shall be as if it never were brokeness will be as a pure diomond and power will shine and flood over the masses where you speak

Remember the revival that was promised, recall the annointing your spirits have heard listen to the voice of my return for though it has seemed far away and though the serpant has whispered doubt and unbelieve top you fear not for the wedding is at hand my chariot is now rushing for my bride he urgancy is loud and my voice thunders but few will listen and even fewer will see it coming but you have known it and have felt the nearness of it and the oil in your lamps has not simmered or been lacking the spirit confirms the spirit and the kingdom knows the kingdom gather together for the final strench and look to the sky ready your gown and worry not what the world is doing care not for the polititions a listen not to those who doubt my words

My beautiful children if you only knew how often I boast you if you only knew the smile you bring to me everyday every hour every minute and second if you only knew the pride my heart has in you.
feel the urgency in my words my precious ones and remember I am with you always

Lafftur · Dec 27, 2020

Blain said:

For the beloveds of the king listen with ears and receive with surrender of the heart,, a tital of water shall overcome you in my name and so shall the spirit of my calling for the children who have adorned themselves with my love and my clothes of tenderness have readied themselves for such a time.
You have sought and will find you have listened and will now hear you have waited and will now be rewarded you have treasured and shall now be treasured for I have called you by name with my kingship and my power for in you have I found my heart and the spirit of my love.

Watch now therefor for the coming of this year as the sky rips open and upon the opening will the oil of my ointing pour on you without limit, heed to the nature of your soul for in them is the gifting that you will find, for my flowers the ones that resemble my tenderness and beauty and meekness, the gifts I grant to you shall be healing and my tender love without limit, where you walk life shall spring forth streams shall flow from your steps the nature of wonder and and beauty that was created in my design of the world shall be your name bear witness as grass and blooms spring forth from where your toes reach and bear witness as I use you as my medium to pour into the souls of all people my tenderness empathy and love as a warm sun a hug of embrace and a hidden hand that mends the wounded in heart with gentle hands.

For my warriors shall you be granted my fire power and authority you are my kgnights my warriors my defenders you shall stand against all who opposes me with nothing to hinder you for the time is coming now when my enemies shall attack the wounded and the beaten making sure they will never stand again and I have called you to be their defenders my sword and my shield the foes of my kingship shall know the fire of my eyes in yours they shall know the wrath of my fire anger and jealousy in yours they shall tremble in fear and weakness though they thought themselves fearless and strong and a mighty sword shall fall upon their crowns, the mighty shall fall and the proud will be humbled and defeated in my presence through you the very earth shall open if you speak it to the mountains will bow before you if you command it so and the winds shall silence when you declare it.
Ready yourselves and ready your blades and shields for the call of arms is on the horizon as a flash and a blink

For my leaders I grant my wisdom and insight far beyond anything I have ever given to any of mankind in the entire history of creation you are my chiefs in command the armies of the serpent are already on the move and soon will they be at the gates the world perceives them not but will overcome by them when this happens you shall receieve my knowledge and understanding I will grant you my staff and rod and the crown upon which I carry mark these days in your heart and burn the words I have spoken into your being for I will raise you up on the highest of all mountains on that day and my sheep will follow for they who have known my voice and sought my heart with yearning and true desire will hear my voice through you.

For the builders and the encouragers my children that receive my joy in the lifting of others my hands I grant to you reaching and extending far beyond the human hands, to you will I grant the sight of the inner heart and wounds for you have mourned over the bleeding and torment of the heart and in your prayers have you desired so strongly for the mending and inner healing, new eyes and a new voice shall I give you miracles of wonders shall be your name and my touch shall be with you always, only speak it and it shall be given only ask and it will be yours you will be my words and my hand of healing there shall be the starving and poor there shall be the cries of despair and the weeping of cuts deeper than the soul can take go forth therefor and where you go life will be ressurect the dead, damage shall be as if it never were brokeness will be as a pure diomond and power will shine and flood over the masses where you speak

Remember the revival that was promised, recall the annointing your spirits have heard listen to the voice of my return for though it has seemed far away and though the serpant has whispered doubt and unbelieve top you fear not for the wedding is at hand my chariot is now rushing for my bride he urgancy is loud and my voice thunders but few will listen and even fewer will see it coming but you have known it and have felt the nearness of it and the oil in your lamps has not simmered or been lacking the spirit confirms the spirit and the kingdom knows the kingdom gather together for the final strench and look to the sky ready your gown and worry not what the world is doing care not for the polititions a listen not to those who doubt my words

My beautiful children if you only knew how often I boast you if you only knew the smile you bring to me everyday every hour every minute and second if you only knew the pride my heart has in you.
feel the urgency in my words my precious ones and remember I am with you always

Thank you Blain,
Great encouragement for the Body of Christ.....there’s more coming and more forGod to release in the Earth through His Beloved, amen!

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