prologue

have you ever stood beneath a waterfall and tried to take a sip? well, neither had i, until that day. until the downpour came so fast and so intensely that I had to get out in the middle of it. had to stand beneath it just trying to take it all in, worried i wouldn't catch it all. there, face to the sky, arms wide, catching a revelation.

this is a sacred place - set apart for revelation alone. you will not find me here, only Him, only what He desires to say. this holy ground is dedicated unto the LORD. i will simply place uncut stone, upon uncut stone.

Saturday, February 20, 2016

Israel


Hear Me O Israel and turn, for your Bridegroom is about to rise to take His leave, open the great gates of the City, let the trumpet sound, send forth the messenger and ready the attendants for I am coming to bring My bride into my Father’s house.  Run!

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