�?I>Howbeit when he, the Spirit of truth, is come, he will guide you into all truth: for he shall not speak of himself; but whatsoever he shall hear, that shall he speak: and he will shew you things to come. He shall glorify me: for he shall receive of mine, and shall shew it unto you.�?-John 16:13-14
I have placed within you, My redeemed child, a flawless and brilliant looking-glass. It is hid within your heart, and no man's eye may see it. As a sparkling window showing a majestic and scenic view from a lake cabin, so too My Spirit is as clear glass, and reveals My own will and shows My own glory. Yet, My beloved, how clouded and marred this glass has become in your heart!
Dear one, think not that My eternal Spirit, this glass, is corruptible. Think not that you have stained or defiled My gift. It is not that My Spirit itself, the glass, can become marred, but rather that it can become encrusted and covered over-top by filth - if you would but wipe the surface, and take away the things of your own caring, you would see anew My incorruptible clearness.
Again, My Spirit is as a radio, receiving the signals of My will and My words within your heart. My signals are always sent, and this radio never fails, yet My Spirit can become silenced within you through inattention, and buried under suffocating sin. Why do you gag and tie Me with the rags that you have found in this world? For I am ever able to speak and guide: My voice-box never fails or grows dim. Yet why have you silenced and muffled Me with your own speechless idols?
I am ever-willing, ever-loving, always able, and always ready. My child, it is sin that stops the blessing. It is sin that obstructs. Do you want to see Me? You can, for I am set always before you. Do you want to hear Me? You can, for I am ready always with a wise word to speak.
Oh child, if only you could see as I see! “Where is my sin,�?you ask Me. �?I>Where is my guilt,�?you inquire of Me. You look after things that you have done, yet of this only will I ask of you: what of the things that you have left undone? You do not steal, but do you give? You do not hate, but do you love? You do not lie, but do you bear witness to My truth?
Yet beloved, think not on the things that are left undone with hands, and left unsaid in tongue; rather, the sins that I speak of are those things which are left undone upon the heart. For those good things that you leave undone with your hands are only as withered branches, yet I care deeply rather for the ailing roots: I care for your heart.
Do you want to see My glory? Beloved, you can: I am in your heart. Do you want to hear My secrets? You can: I dwell inwardly between and within your very own heart's ears. Yet My looking-glass, that incorruptible goodness, is covered in sin: your heart has left much undone - for what is My great heart-commandment? What have I said should be done in heart? Is it not love?
�?I>And thou shalt love the LORD thy God with all thine heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy might.�?-Deuteronomy 6:5
Child, do not be discouraged, but rather, seek Me. Do that which pleases Me: love Me with all your heart. Will I not purge out all sins from amongst you, if you would but let Me? Yet with all of your un-doings, how can you see Me?
Beloved, there is a great splattering of mud and dirt on My window: a central patch that restricts many blessings. It is the soiling patch of misgiven love. It is your misplaced love and affection, and it is an unyielded heart before Me.
There is a great noising in your heart, and by it you deafen and deaden your ears to My holy and whispering Spirit. Child, your carnality has mutilated your ears. Your hardness of heart has buried your ears in a world of silence away from your good Father. Your idols are earplugs.
Child, when you seek Me with all your heart, and would forsake and lose all for My sake, in this spirit of love, there you will find Me. I am all-sufficient. To clear this grimy patch of dirt and mud off your windowed heart is to begin to see Me, and to take away these idolatrous earplugs is to begin to hear Me. |