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Michael Jackson Justice: Unchained Melody

God: Reconnect to Him

The Conspiracy against God is about "The Word", and the profaning of His Holy Name within us. Adam fell in the garden, breaking the direct connection to God. Jesus, the "last Adam" was a quickening Spirit, the Word made Flesh, and the only one with whom we can re-establish our relationship with God. Michael's story is still unfolding. He is the one who is, is not. But Jesus is the only name given under heaven by which we must be saved. Many are trying to rewrite HIStory. We were given a help to instruct us. Learn more "here".

Tuesday, January 30, 2018

Unchained Melody

One Naked Chord

And when Herod would have brought him forth, the same night Peter was sleeping between two soldiers, bound with two chains: and the keepers before the door kept the prison.  

And, behold, the angel of the Lord came upon him, and a light shined in the prison: and he smote Peter on the side, and raised him up, saying, Arise up quickly, and his chains fell off from his hands.

A hand outstretched, a fleeting touch.  Finger tip to finger tip barely a breath separates us. But the pain of waiting is way too much and so I write, and I write and I write.

How can so thick a wall be between us when I have seen you through it?  How can one bear the weight of one naked chord yet unheard?  When will our melodies be unchained?  When will music flow once again unfettered, and free from meddling hands?

Try to be brave.  Persevere.  Be bold, be humble, testify the truth but keep that which is committed to thy trust.  We are told to leave it in your hands but God, then what is our purpose?  How much farther is this road?  I’m walking, but I have bone spurs.  I’m crawling but my knees are giving out.  I pull myself along the ground but the threshold of your room seems further away.

Have I travailed enough?  Have I forgotten what love began this trek?  Did I at one time ever deny your name?

You have shown me your face.  You have held me in your arms.   You have called me by Your Name and have shown me your Word.  At times there has been anger and impatience.  There has been much pain and trials I never saw coming but never was there a time I wanted to let go of you.

Because of you, this world is a stranger to me.  There is nothing here recognizable as truth, but you have spoken to me through those experiences in it: Every lesson, every trial and tribulation valuable in the rebuilding of me.

Now, Lord I pray for your will to be done.  But I pray also for mercy for the hard to turn, and those surrounded by earthen walls too thick to hear you.  Please let someone dig down through that wall so that they can hear the song of grace.

I pray for he to whom you gave your book of publishing,  I pray for he in whom you wrote your song and composed the melody of your Name.  I pray it is your will that he not go down, but most of all, I pray for your remembrance of his love for you.

Let the tabernacle of your testimony be opened.  Let the truth in the inward parts again flow freely and heal the nations of their abominations.

Cleanse the filthy, rest the weary and restore the corrupted to that pure language.  Bring back the life and the light of men to the dark and the desolate chambers within us.

Let there be not one more hungry or neglected child.  Let there be no more abused creatures.  Let there be no more cruelty, apathy or disease.

Let there be no more selfishness, jealousy, hatred and let there be no more wounded or wars, and Lord God of the pure language, let there be no more lie.

NO more lie!

Let us be the children that once made you smile.  Let us be the song you wanted us to sing.  Let gentleness and kindness be the law of the land, and let Love again be the Name written within us as our book.

I Love you.  I miss the innocence we once were.  No one and nothing can restore us like you already have.  I give you me, if there is anything left here worth loving.

In the Name above all Names You gave him:


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