Thus saith the Lord...
Stir up the gift that is in you by the laying on of hands of the Presbytery. For there is a history in your life going from one season to another, not marked by vain imaginations, but by the utterance of prophets, confirmed in the mouth of two or more witnesses, and in the midst of the congregation of the righteous. I am not here to hearken unto you, but to remind you of those prophecies which have gone before on you, that led the way to you, that have already born fruit in the lives of many others when they least expected to hear from God concerning their circumstances, often at the extremity of their own strength, who were quickened by your faithfulness and the efficacy of the truth from your lips. I have heard you in an acceptable time, and have answered all your prayers for restoration and to fulfill your desire toward the brethren, not to requite them in kind but to see my tender mercies visited upon them in all their distress. For you have heard my voice in the times of your own distress, rising up early to hear my voice, and waiting upon my counsel, so that you were not only comforted but can now comfort others with the same comfort I have shown unto you. Take heed to my word and let me guide and direct you into all those things you desire, for many will run after what they think I will do for them, rather than walk with me in what I am doing in and through them, so they always seem to be answering to a voice behind them in the way, rather than experience me as a present help in the time of their trouble, wondering why I do not seem to be there for them, when in truth they are not there with me at the place of our rendezvous, even as Adam walked and talked with me in the cool of the evening and was refreshed by our communion and prepared for the new day. This is a time of preparation for excellence in all the earth, when men shall see the fruition of those things which they have truly sown to the spirit, rather than expecting me to reward them for those things over which they have shown no care beyond the moment of discovery. Every fruit has seed after it's own kind, which must be sown to reproduce, even as the tithe is given unto me that I may continue to prosper you in the next harvest season of your life. If you receive my joy then be joyful with others, if you receive my peace then be peaceful with others, as often as I am patient with you then sow more patience in your relations with others, even as men say pay it forward so shall it be waiting and multiplied to you in the future. Give and it shall be given unto you, good measure pressed down, shaken together and running over shall men give into your bosom. For does it not seem strange to you when you find favor in places where you have not sown before, but this is that which has begun running over in your life. When you give to me nothing is lost: even as the boy with the loaves and the fishes, who afterwards received baskets full of fragments, even gathered for him by others. This is not a competition to have something more than others, whether possession or reputation; but to give away what you can never again lose, even as the Centurion had a Memorial with me in the day and hour of his greatest need. Heed my words and decide this day what you can afford to sow and where you ought to sow to specifically fulfill my will for your life and my benefit by you to others; as you fill up the cup of my sufferings, poured out over and over again to a dying world, letting the death working in you work out as life in others.
Amen.
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