The Still Small Voice

    I need you to become spiritually needy, for I am calling you to the marriage feast of the Lamb and I need you to be hungry. Some of you are too full of the things of this life. I call and you make excuses – “I cannot come, I have just bought some property; I have acquired some new transportation and I have to see how good it runs; I have married a wife and for this reason I cannot come.”
     Yet, the spiritually needy will come with no excuses, for the lonely, the poor, the handicapped and those who wrestle with infirmity, have nothing to hold them back – they are hungry. There is only one feast for them and it is at My table.
    While the prosperous are preoccupied with things of clay, they have become like the church of Laodicea and what I have said to them, I say to you now; you who think you are rich in this life, you are truly poor, for you have no need of Me. Wash the clay out of your eyes so you may see. Clothe yourselves in the garment washed white in My shed blood. Fast what your eyes and heart desire until you are famished for the things of God. Owners of possessions be as if you possess nothing. Detach yourselves and live this way, whether My coming is another ten thousand years – or sometime today.
     I need you to be spiritually needy, impoverished for the things of God, never getting enough, always desiring more, always striving for deeper intimacy with Me. For children, that is all there is. There is no more, but Me. Come, I am calling you to My banqueting table, all My needy ones. Come and feast with Me.

Blessed are the poor in spirit: for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven – Matthew 5:3
Luke 14:16-24, Rev. 3:15-19, Luke 16:13

Desire

I am calling to you to call unto Me,
I desire of My people to seek a true spirituality.
They can’t see Me when their eyes are cast upon worldly things.
I desire them to desire Me.
Seek ye first the kingdom of God.
There is no other place of rest, no other refuge in the storm.
The Spirit Wind blows away the chaff,
I’m calling you to desire what is left –
Virtue
Like jewels dropped in your hands by My wind.
I desire thee to desire Me and seek
A true spirituality.
You’ve been playing with the old toys for too long.
Children, it is time to grow.
Desire
The things your eyes cannot see.
I need you to desire
A true spirituality.

See the Wind

Children,
You must learn to
See the Wind.
You must learn to seek Me with new eyes;
Eyes that remain closed to the things of this life.
I speak of the Spirit and you cannot understand.
I am Spirit.
I am the Wind
That is continually flowing across your life.
You cannot feel Me because you are distracted.
Be still and know that I am God.
You must seek Me, or you will never find Me.
And I am not found in arguments and dissension.
I am found in silence.
You say you believe in Me.
It is not enough.
The devils believe in Me.
To be a child of Mine,
You must love Me.

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Art copyright 1991 by J. Shively text copyright 1991 from The Still Small Voice by H.D. Shively