HORSES & CHARIOTS OF FIRE
by Jeannie Brown on Thursday, February 17, 2011 at 12:25am
When I choose a people, I equip them. They are tried in the fire as though some strange thing happened unto them because the trying of their faith is much more precious than fine gold. They have been scourged, beaten, trodden under foot, mocked. Their dreams have been shattered. They are broken vessels, robbed, experienced destruction unexplained, stumbling, falling, bruised. The jaws of the lions have almost devoured them; they too have been wounded in the house of their friends, even as I.
So they turn to Me. They cannot lean upon the arm of flesh, upon their own understanding. They search Me out and find Me and learn of Me in the pages of My Book. I become their comforter, their friend, their elder brother, their mother, their father. They come to trust Me and be fully persuaded that I am come to bring them life and life more abundantly.
I pick them up. I give to them of all My good treasure. I embrace them. I am jealous over them. I wash them with the washing of the water by the Word, removing all the debris. I pick up their broken pieces, making them whole and entire, wanting nothing, binding up their wounds and applying My precious ointments, mixing it with aloes, with cinnamon, and myrrh, giving off sweet odors.
These have in turn embraced Me, receiving the Truth of My covenant. I have an everlasting investment in these. You see, these are My troops!! They have chosen to run the race that is set before them and set their faces like flint toward Me. These are My chariots of fire!! They hear My voice and a stranger they will not follow. They have come to know their Commander-in-Chief!! I have refined them in the fire. I have secured them with by the covenant of My testament. They are redeemed by the word of their testimony and by the Blood of the Lamb. They are bone of My bone, and flesh of My flesh! I have poured My ways, My character, My hope, My vision into them.
Before them a fire devours; behind them a flame burns. They seek not their own. Their appearance is as horses and as horsemen, skilled horsemen they shall run. A strong people; men of war. When they call, I answer them and deliver speedilly. They are accompanied by such a great cloud of witnesses!! Who can forebear them?
You cannot at this time comprehend them. I delcare to you, these are called by My name. They have pressed their way into where I am. I have given to them a sickle for the harvest and I guide them with Mine own eye, for they see even as I see. They have received Me even as I am.
These are My chariots of fire; My horsemen!! Surely you do not think that I would ignore these whose hearts pant after Me as the hart does after the water courses??!!!!
So they turn to Me. They cannot lean upon the arm of flesh, upon their own understanding. They search Me out and find Me and learn of Me in the pages of My Book. I become their comforter, their friend, their elder brother, their mother, their father. They come to trust Me and be fully persuaded that I am come to bring them life and life more abundantly.
I pick them up. I give to them of all My good treasure. I embrace them. I am jealous over them. I wash them with the washing of the water by the Word, removing all the debris. I pick up their broken pieces, making them whole and entire, wanting nothing, binding up their wounds and applying My precious ointments, mixing it with aloes, with cinnamon, and myrrh, giving off sweet odors.
These have in turn embraced Me, receiving the Truth of My covenant. I have an everlasting investment in these. You see, these are My troops!! They have chosen to run the race that is set before them and set their faces like flint toward Me. These are My chariots of fire!! They hear My voice and a stranger they will not follow. They have come to know their Commander-in-Chief!! I have refined them in the fire. I have secured them with by the covenant of My testament. They are redeemed by the word of their testimony and by the Blood of the Lamb. They are bone of My bone, and flesh of My flesh! I have poured My ways, My character, My hope, My vision into them.
Before them a fire devours; behind them a flame burns. They seek not their own. Their appearance is as horses and as horsemen, skilled horsemen they shall run. A strong people; men of war. When they call, I answer them and deliver speedilly. They are accompanied by such a great cloud of witnesses!! Who can forebear them?
You cannot at this time comprehend them. I delcare to you, these are called by My name. They have pressed their way into where I am. I have given to them a sickle for the harvest and I guide them with Mine own eye, for they see even as I see. They have received Me even as I am.
These are My chariots of fire; My horsemen!! Surely you do not think that I would ignore these whose hearts pant after Me as the hart does after the water courses??!!!!
