Union with אלוהים
Love is as strong as death;
its jealousy unyielding as the grave.
Love’s flames are vehement flames of fire,
the very flame of Yah.
Many waters cannot quench love;
rivers cannot sweep it away.
Intimacy with a Holy God
One woman’s journey of walking with a kind God Who burns with ardent flames of love.
My Revelation on the Island of Patmos: Part 2 of 5
Can I Trust His Heart?
The pulsating electricity, the fiery burn and the spasms in my face ignited a grave desperation. Exhausted from pain, silently I pleaded with my God of mercy to help.
There was only silence, except for a hint of His Spirit saying, “I love you.” I sensed that Yeshua was weeping with me. Hearing these simple words and seeing Him in this intercessory role brought comfort that calmed and quieted my soul.
As beautiful as it was to see this picture of Yeshua, this was not the revelation on the island of Patmos that I had anticipated or wanted. At this point, I just wanted the pain to end.
Waiting for healing, fighting to believe, and enduring a debilitating disease that made me want to detach my head from my body, this is not the life I wanted.
In the throws of bitter suffering I was faced with a critical decision, “Could I trust God’s heart for me and His leadership over my life?”
Can I Trust His Heart?
The pulsating electricity, the fiery burn and the spasms in my face ignited a grave desperation. Exhausted from pain, silently I pleaded with my God of mercy to help.
There was only silence, except for a hint of His Spirit saying, “I love you.” I sensed that Yeshua was weeping with me. Hearing these simple words and seeing Him in this intercessory role brought comfort that calmed and quieted my soul.
As beautiful as it was to see this picture of Yeshua, this was not the revelation on the island of Patmos that I had anticipated or wanted. At this point, I just wanted the pain to end.
Waiting for healing, fighting to believe, and enduring a debilitating disease that made me want to detach my head from my body, this is not the life I wanted.
In the throws of bitter suffering I was faced with a critical decision, “Could I trust God’s heart for me and His leadership over my life?”
God Is Love
In everything God does, He is love. He is holy and blameless in love, and He cannot escape Himself. He was love, is love and will always be love.
Elohim alone defines love and holds the truth to the mysteries of the lengths, the widths, the heights and the depths of love.
On bended knee He invites us into the fellowship of love with the Godhead. Oh the beauty of our God Who alone is good and Whose love endures forever!
Whether this loving God restrains Himself or if He moves in the power of deliverance, of this I am confident: He is love and is much smarter than I.
His brain is bigger. His heart is bigger, and He knows what He is doing.
These simple truths were the foundation stones that saw me through the quagmire of the pain and suffering. These truths kept my heart from growing cold.
When I chose to trust His heart and His leadership over my life a gentle peace washed over me. I embraced the simple truth of Who I already knew Him to be.
God is love.
His unwavering dove’s eyes were on me. Steadily His fiery eyes stayed upon me communicating His affections and giving reassurance that all will be ok.
His eyes peered deeply, searching out the secret places of my heart discovering the words hidden in my heart and how my soul responds in a dire situation.
Bring Me Forth Into Love
God seeks to bring us forth into love by using the greatest amount of pleasure and the least amount of pressure.
He alone knows the perfect balance of pleasure and pressure that is needed to recreate a soul into being a vessel who emulates the very image of her loving God.
Am I saying that those who seem to suffer more are in need of a bit more refining than others? No, of course not. (But with me, that might very well be the case. ;D)
What I can attest to is that God does work all things together for good if we open our heart to Him. (Romans 8:28)
In the face of a martyr refusing to deny Yeshua, in the face of Yeshua Himself, the light of glory shines brightly as the sweet-smelling incense of sacrificial love ascends into the heavens.
These inspirational martyrs and Yeshua’s own sacrifice strengthened me to follow the way of love.
While enduring taxing and grueling pain, there was a distinct expression of unfailing love and trust that my soul slightly tasted as I worshipped the LORD.
This offering of trust and love as strong as death was beautifully glorious in the LORD’s eyes.
Pain is pain. We all experience it. We all are thrown into the raging waters of what to believe of God and how to respond to Him while in agony.
“Love is as strong as death. It’s jealousy unyielding as the grave. Love’s flames are vehement flames of fire, the very flame of Yah. Many waters cannot quench love, nor can the floods drown it.” Song of Songs 8:6-7