That's my King!

My King was born King. The Bible says He's a Seven Way King. He's the King of the Jews - that's an Ethnic King. He's the King of Israel - that's a National King. He's the King of righteousness. He's the King of the ages. He's the King of Heaven. He's the King of glory. He's the King of kings and He is the Lord of lords. Now that's my King.

Well, I wonder if you know Him. Do you know Him? Don't try to mislead me. Do you know my King? David said the Heavens declare the glory of God, and the firmament shows His handiwork. My King is the only one of whom there are no means of measure that can define His limitless love. No far seeing telescope can bring into visibility the coastline of the shore of His supplies. No barriers can hinder Him from pouring out His blessing.

He's enduringly strong. He's entirely sincere. He's eternally steadfast. He's immortally graceful. He's imperially powerful. He's impartially merciful. That's my King. He's God's Son. He's the sinner's saviour. He's the centerpiece of civilization. He stands alone in Himself. He's honest. He's unique. He's unparalleled. He's unprecedented. He's supreme. He's pre-eminent. He's the grandest idea in literature. He's the highest personality in philosophy. He's the supreme problem in higher criticism. He's the fundamental doctrine of historic theology. He's the carnal necessity of spiritual religion. That's my King.

He's the miracle of the age. He's the superlative of everything good that you choose to call Him. He's the only one able to supply all our needs simultaneously. He supplies strength for the weak. He's available for the tempted and the tried. He sympathizes and He saves. He's the Almighty God who guides and keeps all his people. He heals the sick. He cleanses the lepers. He forgives sinners. He discharged debtors. He delivers the captives. He defends the feeble. He blesses the young. He serves the unfortunate. He regards the aged. He rewards the diligent and He beautifies the meek. That's my King.

Do you know Him? Well, my King is a King of knowledge. He's the wellspring of wisdom. He's the doorway of deliverance. He's the pathway of peace. He's the roadway of righteousness. He's the highway of holiness. He's the gateway of glory. He's the master of the mighty. He's the captain of the conquerors. He's the head of the heroes. He's the leader of the legislatures. He's the overseer of the overcomers. He's the governor of governors. He's the prince of princes. He's the King of kings and He's the Lord of lords. That's my King.

His office is manifold. His promise is sure. His light is matchless. His goodness is limitless. His mercy is everlasting. His love never changes. His Word is enough. His grace is sufficient. His reign is righteous. His yoke is easy and His burden is light. I wish I could describe Him to you . . . but He's indescribable. That's my King. He's incomprehensible, He's invincible, and He is irresistible.

I'm coming to tell you this, that the heavens of heavens can't contain Him, let alone some man explain Him. You can't get Him out of your mind. You can't get Him off of your hands. You can't outlive Him and you can't live without Him. The Pharisees couldn't stand Him, but they found out they couldn't stop Him. Pilate couldn't find any fault in Him. The witnesses couldn't get their testimonies to agree about Him. Herod couldn't kill Him. Death couldn't handle Him and the grave couldn't hold Him. That's my King.

He always has been and He always will be. I'm talking about the fact that He had no predecessor and He'll have no successor. There's nobody before Him and there'll be nobody after Him. You can't impeach Him and He's not going to resign. That's my King! That's my King!

Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory. Well, all the power belongs to my King. We're around here talking about black power and white power and green power, but in the end all that matters is God's power. Thine is the power. Yeah. And the glory. We try to get prestige and honor and glory for ourselves, but the glory is all His. Yes. Thine is the Kingdom and the power and glory, forever and ever and ever and ever. How long is that? Forever and ever and ever and ever. . . And when you get through with all of the ever's, then . . .Amen!

Dr. S. M. Lockeridge




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אני כבר למעלה ולמטה, קדימה ואחורה אדוני אתה תמיד שם בשבילי. תודה לך אדוני. אתה היחיד שחשוב לי. בשבילך
אני עושה כל מה שאני עושה. בשבילך, אני כל כך אני ... מעל כל הדברים אני שלך. אני אוהבת אותך אדוני



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Rain in the desert

I was writing yesterday about the way my earth has turned into pure desert, that I don't just go through the desert and when my desert will end and I'll reach some other form of land my state of mind will change, but I have turned into a desert. I was talking to Emma last night and I was telling her that what go through is not a depression that I can't overcome because I am too self involved, but is just a place I've reached where all I can do is be silent, a place where I don't demand my rights anymore, I don't yearn for the mountains I used to be on top of nor the still waters, it's just a place where I accept the fact that this is the road that Adonai is taking me on, it's only that the sun has burned everything in me and reduced it to sand. The reasons I am silent are few...one> because the desert is no mountain and it can't carry your echo, so you can yell as much as you want because it won't make a difference ... second> I accept the fact that I didn't end up here because I disobeyed Him and that I won't get out of here because of my righteousness, but some things are meant to be lived and only after you go through them you can say if they were useful or not... and third> I asked Adonai once to make me feel His heart and sadly He's been listening to me ever since. There is a verse in Zephaniah 3:17 that says Adonai is silent in His love ... there were many times when Adonai called me to do something and I pretended I didn't hear, or I postponed it because other things were more important to me, so what was He suppose to do with me? Kill me? beat me? Yell at me? write with His hand on the sky that it's for my own good? No... Adonai was silent in His love even though I stood condemned and now I am silent even though my flesh is condemning Him, because I love Him.
I didn't get much sleep last night thinking what can 'repair' this desert of mine and the only logical thing is rain. Yeshua said He is the Water of life. It's Him that i need. It's for Him that I am silent. It's because of Him that I'm a desert. I don't need mountains, I don't need better circumstances, I don't need cheap joys, I don't need still waters, I need the Living Water. I wait for Him with every grain of sand that I am... with everything that's dry within me I make room for Him to come and rain me blessings. I need Him to caress my sand and His touch of pure rain to transform me into a garden. I don't need Him to take me up on the mountain, I don't have my mind set on building 3 tabernacles like Kefa, I don't look for revelations greater than the touch of His rain that would bring forth fruit in me. His touch has no purpose if it doesn't transform me. If I want to be touched by Him only for the thrill of the supernatural, then i can stay on that superficial level as much as I chose and always be the same. His touch changes, whatever is sick is healed, whatever is broken gets repaired, whatever is fainting He strengthens. There is no grater miracle than to hang on to an unseen God with both your hands. I don't need to see the dead coming to life because I've felt my own death becoming life in His presence. I don't need no 'favor of God' theory nor prosperity teachings to prove me that whatever He promises He fulfills. I am not amazed by people that speak in tongues, or fall down or prophecy, or do wonders, but I am amazed when I see steadfast people that come what may, they stand with Adonai. The supernatural things are natural for God, but to see a lost soul turning to Him, now that calls for a party in heavens. There is no greater miracle than to see all things coming together to break a man's trust in God, to prove to him that his faith is in vain, but that man just won't let go of the robe he grabbed. It's not a miracle to be up on the mountain! It's a miracle to carry the mountain in your heart when you've turned into a desert.
I don't need words to lift me up because I didn't fall, I am still me just in a different form and the only thing I need it's Him... my rain, my smile, my heart... Only Him.
Come Yeshua and let Your rain touch me and then I'll bring forth fruit and You'll be pleased with me. Every grain of sand within me waits for You and I look at You like slaves look to the hand of their master, although I am Your daughter... When my sand will see You Yeshua it won't be able to not be fruitful...
אני כאן, בבקשה לבוא ישוע עכשיו אתה המלך שלי אני שלך
I thought that the desert becoming a garden after rain is just a nice theory but I found a video that speaks for itself.
And I will make with them a covenant of peace, and will cause the evil beasts to cease out of the land: and they shall dwell safely in the wilderness, and sleep in the woods. And I will make them and the places round about my hill a blessing; and I will cause the shower to come down in his season; there shall be showers of blessing. And the tree of the field shall yield her fruit, and the earth shall yield her increase, and they shall be safe in their land, and shall know that I [am] the LORD, when I have broken the bands of their yoke, and delivered them out of the hand of those that served themselves of them. -Yechezkel/ Ezechiel 34:25-27


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Desert

Everything has changed in my life in the past couple of weeks, actually it changed in such a way that I didn't even have time to react or protest or adjust, just time to resign. I was telling Ioana yesterday that I feel like a kid that's taken to the doctor to get a shot and no matter how much he cries or fights it or fears it, it won't change the fact that he will get the medicine even if he's held down by others. The medicine itself has a good effect on the kid but all he knows is the weak feeling that breaks him to such a degree that he knows that tears don't count for anything so it's pointless to cry them.
Maybe at the core things wouldn't be so dramatic if one would look at them from the outside but I think that to be opinionated when it comes to someone's experiences would imply that you've been breathing through his lungs, you've been seeing through his eyes, you've been feeling through his heart, been hurt through his flesh and got hit through his skin. No one walked in my flesh, no one endured through my soul except Yeshua that is in me and that can see everything from within me... only He can have an opinion concerning me...
In the last couple of weeks I told myself 'breath!' more than I had to in 10 years. Why 'breath'? Because sometimes I panic so bad about the fact that everything in my life shows like Adonai left me that I need to remind myself He is there and the proof of that is that I am still breathing. If He would ever stop thinking about me I would cease to be.
So I breath as deep as I can... But it doesn't change the fact that it feels like everything I touch lately crumbles in my hands to such a degree that all the earth that I'm made of turns to sand. I already have so much sand and there's such a desert within me that the Sahara Desert seems small in comparison. I don't feel like I go through a desert because that would mean that at some point the desert will end, but I am the desert, so what hope is there left for me? Friday evening I was reading some words found in the book Yeshayahu written in huge letters up on a wall:
'The voice of one who cries, Prepare you in the wilderness the way of the LORD; make level in the desert a highway for our God. Every valley shall be exalted, and every mountain and hill shall be made low; and the uneven shall be made level, and the rough places a plain: and the glory of the LORD shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together; for the mouth of the LORD has spoken it.' - Yeshayahu/ Isaiah 40:3-5

I've been obsessed with these words ever since. You want a way made for You in my wilderness Adonai? Why don't you want a way made for You near a river or near something that actually brings forth fruit, why do You want a way made for You through all this endless sand?
I end up underestimating HaShem's love for me all the time. I always forget He is endless. I always forget He is love. I always forget He's an endless love and that if I didn't get to the point where I can understand all of Him then I can't possibly understand all His love or the way He chooses to work. Yes, the logic thing to do would be for Him to work a land that is actually fruitful, but my logic is wrong because it thinks that fruit has to do with the superior quality of the soil and Adonai just proves me time and time again that fruit has to do with the One working the soil and that can turn even a wilderness into a garden.
One of my favorite verses from the Torah says 'Even if you have been banished to the most distant land under the heavens, from there the Lord your God will gather you and bring you back.' - Devarim/ Deuteronomy 30:4
If I am a fruitful soil for Him Baruch Hashem! I can boast about it but not to Adonai, but if my land and all the earth that I am has turned into a wilderness and if my sand would be banished to the most distant land under the heavens, I know with all my heart that the One who calls Himself I AM, will gather every grain of my sand because He is the only One that knows how I turned into this desert. Only He knows what every grain of sand was before it turned to sand. And if it so happens that I am desert now, I know that in all this nothingness and all this ugliness He wants me to prepare a way for Him so He would come to me. I asked HaShem 'even if I would start making a way for You, why would You ever come in the desert Melech Sheli (my King)?' I felt Him saying 'I've been there before'.
If there is anything left good in me it's Him. If He is seen in me beyond all this desert then I know it's not my doing.
If you go through the wilderness all you need is patience and determination to not quit until you're out, but if you are the wilderness then even if someone would place you in Gan HaEden (Garden of Eden) you'd still be a wilderness. My desert has nothing to do with the circumstances I'm in right now and I know my desert won't be less of a desert if I get out from the circumstances I face. I don't need either patience nor determination to have victory over my desert, but I need to prepare a way for the One that is Life itself, a way to come and tear down my mountains that I see too high for me to climb and change them into fruitful places, to come and exalt every valley, everything that I lack in my very own character that prevents me from seeing Him the way He really is. I know His glory will come. If I've became this desert I won't stay this way because I am preparing a way for Adonai in the desert even if it seems in vain. I know Adonai's Shekinah will be revealed in my desert and then everyone will know that this desert has no merits, but all glory belongs to the One that gathers every grain of my sand from the most distant land under heavens only so that I can be His with all I am. By Him, through Him and for Him are all things!

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Cristina