This day is coming to an end for me. So much has transpired. So much You have accomplished within my being. Will all of it make an impact on Your children? Will they just read a few words and dump me in the trash bean? I don’t know. But You do. I must remember Your words. But that is something You have to burn into my soul. I remember Your words,
“O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart? Rejoice! For your punishment is over. You have learned your lesson! You have now learned what it means to learn obedience by the things you suffer. Rejoice and be glad! Enjoy My fellowship. You are now fit to teach transgressors My ways, and sinners shall be converted and return to Me. For as I heard My servant David I have heard you. Remember My servant David’s words you quoted only a few paragraphs above.
Make me to hear joy and gladness and be satisfied; let the bones which You have broken rejoice. Hide Your face from my sins and blot out all my guilt and iniquities.
Create in me a clean heart, O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/ Yahushua, and renew a right, persevering, and steadfast spirit within me. Cast me not away from Your Presence and take not Your Set Apart Spirit from me. Restore to me the joy of Your deliverance and uphold me with a willing spirit.
Then will I teach transgressors Your ways, and sinners shall be converted and return to You. Deliver me from blood-guiltiness and death, O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/Yahushua, the Almighty of my deliverance, and my tongue shall sing aloud of Your righteousness—Your rightness and Your justice.
O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/Yahushua, open my lips, and my mouth shall show forth Your praise. For You delight not in sacrifice, or else would I give it; You find no pleasure in burnt offering.
My sacrifice, the sacrifice acceptable to You O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/ Yahushua is a broken spirit; a broken and a contrite heart broken down with sorrow for sin and humbly and thoroughly penitent, such, O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/Yahushua, You will not despise.
Do good in Your good pleasure to Zion; rebuild the walls of Jerusalem. Then will You delight in the sacrifices of righteousness, justice, and right, with burnt offering and whole burnt offering; then bullocks will be offered upon Your altar.
What A Timely Reminder From Three Years Ago …
And so my story goes. On and on my story flows through the waves of the NET, and? Now more than ever before I know, You are the ONE Who makes my story flow.
Is It Time To Post Again, My Father? …
How do I know whether to post or not to post? What to do or not to do? What to say or not to say? Whether to let be and be still, or, to speak up and shout?
By The Sound Of The Teacher Reminding You To Do As It’s Written At Any Given Moment. Quote:…