INTERCESSION

When the religious one hears the word prayer their heart sinks, they steady themselves to endure the hours to come. For this poor one he must pay his dues, prove himself in battle, or so he thinks.


But, for His beloved those that have discovered the joy of prayer, the thrill of communion with the Father, these ones who have been anxiously waiting
for the call, for the opportune time to slip away. Intercession becomes the melody of their heart.


Alone at last, my heart begins to race. He calls me into His presence and in His presence I find my future. He declares who I am, what I will be, calling me into tomorrow. Every prayer becomes an answer, every cry my song to Him. He is my alpha and omega, my first and last, no one is a beautiful as the ‘Morning Star’
as radiant at the Son of man. When He looks upon my heart, He doesn’t see the failures, when He looks at me He beams with pride at His workmanship.

I am listening for that one word. That one word that changes the course of nations, that same word changes the heart of a man. When He speaks strongholds fall, hope begins again, when he speaks, light overtakes the darkness, mysteries are revealed, life begins.

How I long to linger, to stay for just a while, just a few more moments. He stirs me says ‘my son, what you have freely received go, freely give, tell them that today is the day of their visitation, that today all things have become new. Declare the hope, that in Me all sickness is gone, that they are joint-heirs with me.

My child most of all tell them of my love, that I long to be in their presence, that I long to hear their voice. When they call out to me, just as an earthly father cannot deny his child I cannot and will not deny them. Tell them that if they stay just a little longer, then they will see my tears of joy.

But most of all , let them see me in you.