Today I choose to walk by faith, and not by sight. I will continue to abide, to be like the tree planted by the rivers of water…I turn my attention to the rivers of water that are flowing out of my very own being, and I choose to be aware of these things to the exclusion of external circumstances which would appear to tell a different story.
Pain and confusion will pass away. They are the harvest of the seeds sown in the ignorance of yesteryear, but today (while it is called today) I will sow new seeds. I speak the Word of God over every situation, and I will choose to cease from all other striving, and to be still, and to know with every fiber of my being that He is God, and that I am not. I am His temple. I am the earthen vessel into which He has poured the treasure of His Spirit, and I will have respect to these articles of truth. I refuse the lies of the enemy, always too far to one side or the other, either that I am worthless and cannot expect help from God, or that I basically am God, and that God will side with me in unrighteousness if I so choose — all of this is a part of the strong delusion that is coming upon those who would not receive a love of the truth…
…But I reject every bit of it. I reject all lies. I cast aside that invitation I was given to the great falling away party, and instead I take up the eternal, all-encompassing invitation of Jesus to trust in Him, and to abide in Him, and to come away with Him into the secret place, where there is no time, and there is only this Love that has captured my heart, this Agape which God describes as being so united with who He is that it is synonymous with His identity itself…He is Love, and that is forever true.
To all of this I hold on for dear life, though the storms threaten to tear me down and make me into nothing…I say here and now that they will wash away only the sand that I foolishly built my house on (for the house itself has long been destroyed) and strip my land of the rocks and thorns which ruin the soil, and everything which is not found in Him, until all that is left after their merciless ravages is the pure and simple Rock of Ages, the spiritual Rock that is Christ, the only true foundation of my new identity, the person God made me to be…and upon this Rock I will begin to build again. And this new house, when the storms of this world come, though it be battered and assailed from every side by the fury of the elements, will not be shaken, and will not be destroyed.
I shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water again, and this time the entire work will be one hundred percent tried and tested, measured and found to be in accordance with all of the very best that Love has to offer. The day is arriving, the night is long spent, and I arise now into my true self to see and behold that the best is truly yet to come.
