I have had a few experiences where God showed me a deep revelation of His love for me. One such time was when I heard a testimony of a woman's suicide. The person speaking shared how this woman was at one point on fire for the Lord and brought many people to salvation. She wound up with mental illness in the hospital on suicide watch. The day she died, she slammed her head into the mirror in her room, grabbed a shard of glass and plunged it into her neck. Emergency nurses flew in to save her. They cut her chest open to get to her heart. One nurse was holding her heart and pumping it to keep her alive. As she held her heart, she was pleading the blood of the lamb over it. Turns out the nurse who God had particularly planted there wound up becoming friends with the person sharing the testimony.
I was overcome by this story as it completely shifted my mindset about suicide. I realized it was a demonic spirit afflicting the woman. More importantly, I saw how the Father took every step necessary to ensure this tortured soul was taken care of despite her failures. That God would have a nurse there that knew what to do to help more than any medical treatment was astounding to me. It resonated deep in my soul. The testimony invited me "to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ." (Ephesians 3:18b) After I came home that night I meditated on what was shared and litteraly felt a space open up in my heart that encapsulated Ephesians 3:18. I felt the breath of God penetrating my unbelief, spreading my awareness of Him and the depth to which He goes to show us His love.
I walked into what felt like a vortex of angels the first night I heard Bob Hartley speak his Hope filled wisdom. I was immediately glued to the floor unable to move. Visions swarmed my mind. I saw a volcano spewing fire into the sky, which was a mirror image of the same volcano. A mirror. There was a dark room with mirrors all around. Holy smoke filled the room with our Lord standing in the middle. Fiery eyes, white robes and arms held out gentle beckoning us to know Him better. To accept what he has to offer.
During my trials and testing over the last couple months I found that we are only able to receive as much as we allow. What? As much as we allow? "Yes," says the Lord. He's just waiting for us. He stands at the door knocking. Revelations 3:20 says Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him, and he with me. 21 To him who overcomes, I will give the right to sit with me on my throne, just as I overcame and sat down with my Father on his throne. 22 He who has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit says to the churches.
Wow. What an amazing revelation. Our mission as Christians, is not to get into Heaven. It's to bring Heaven to Earth. Hope makes that possible. We shall overcome. It is written. It is finished. It is done. But that doesn't mean we get to just sit back and be "good." The devil is tricky. He will use our families, friends and trusted servants to feed lies. What was imparted to me is that Hope is for everyone. It is our job to be beautiful mirrors to each other cultivating the aroma of Hope. This is how the building happens. This is how we send out waves of love across the region. Love is the answer. Love sanctifies souls. And love always Hopes. (1 Corinthians 13:7)
We must forgive the ones who hurt us. Especially our fellow brothers and sisters in Christ. Hope breathes truth. Truth creates beauty. Beauty forgives. Hope is part of the molecular structure of Life. And now these three remain: Faith, Hope, and Love.
(1 Corinthians 13:13) Hope is the Spirit whisper over the waters. Lets breathe life into each other. Lets be beautiful warriors and marvelous comrades, binding up Hope for Christ.