And the King turned to His beloved with...(continued),
The wild thing about authoring a fairy tale, is that I
may or may not know where the story is heading. Huh?? Really, It has to
affect me to affect you or at least that is the hope (so once again hang on
until the end).
What would you do if you found the enemy hanging so close
that you could feel the very breath of Hell hissing its way into your course
of life. That sinister breathing voice with its oppressive fury tries to
draw you and me into agreeing to stand with "it" against the wants and desires
of God. If we could feel "it" or know "it" for what "it" really is, we would
be stunned with the subtlety; for sure Satan doesn't work like "Hellywood"
portrays him. Sorry!!! He is far more cunningly common than that.
Far
more cunningly common???(sorry no pitch fork, ectoplasmic spew, no 360 head
spinning)
The Adversary just wants to travel or to journey with you in
order to sway your walk in his direction. He loves it when your character
bends toward opposing God's desire for your life. Satan is awesome at
accusing God ... with you. He will
jump right in and back up every one of your disappointments with a roaring
chorus of complaints to help you justify the way you feel...against God. He
will do his best to throw a shadow of doubt over your choices of life,
especially the ones that have a higher level of added responsibility. The
"Accuser" becomes your closest adviser and "yes man" as long as you are willing to blame God. ( "...As a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking
whom he may devour" ...I Peter 5:8) {a roaring lion
walking???}
And the King turned to His beloved with a look that
spoke "love without end". He began to speak with a voice that calmed the
storm and warmed the winter that had so quickly had set into her heart. The King's Beloved suddenly realized that the beautiful woman was there
only to encourage her to go with her disappointments, instead of trusting her
Love through the disappointment. The tentacles that seemed to wrap around the
King were a mirage to convince the King's Beloved that He may not be
faithful and true. The King now stood firmly in all of His glory as He
continued to look at His Beloved.
She thought, "Had the King not seen her
rags and poverty. Had the King not sensed her heart of hopeless
stone. Didn't the King realize the past that now plagued their
future?" There was no way this would work...Death had entered her life
and she was for all intents and purposes dead. Her case was different from
all others, surely she was outside of the power of His
grace.
Suddenly the King's piercing flame-like eyes turned toward "Pethee Keseelooth"...(foolish, foolish, simply
stupid but so intoxicating); and just as quickly as she had chilled
her way into the scene, the look in the eyes of the King put
to flight the beautiful stranger.
Almost like waking from the longest
dream, the King's Beloved found herself back in the safety of the Arms of the
King. The chapter closes with a glimpse of the powerful prophecy that will
carry the King's Beloved through her days ahead:
(Isaiah 25:8 -
"He will swallow up death in victory, (I Cor. 15:54)
and the Lord God will
wipe away tears from off of all faces; (Rev. 7:17; 21:4)
and the rebuke of
His people shall He take away from off of all the earth: (Rom. 10:11)
for the
LORD hath spoken it.) AMEN!
When I see myself as His
beloved, and see Him as my beloved ... then I will respond differently to His
words: "Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away!" (Song of
Solomon 2:10)
Come away with Him, He will strengthen you. Come away with
Jesus.
HLFA,
Jeff
