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A call to Prophesy

This is a poem by my beautiful little sister (and the holy spirit). It’s a vision for the church that I stand by, that I’m in love with, when we see the church unite and Love like Jesus I believe we will see joy breakout and grace break through in a way we’ve never seen before.


The Call to Unity

Do you hear the trumpet call?

The call to gather,

the calling together

The voice crying out in the desert ‘make straight the way of the Lord’

The summoning of the Father ‘build up, build up, prepare the road! Remove the obstacles out of the way of my people’

and the crying of the son for his bride to be one.

This is the yearning, the churning in my heart,

the thirst for the first on His heart.

To leave behind the divisions that were brought about by the visions of those whose security was found in religions.

Instead to inherit the inheritance, 

the ground taken,

the dreams that were forsaken, 

the momentum that brought us here, 

the goals buried due to fear.

To reach over the walls that at present we lean on 

and join back together the limbs of the bride who for too long 

has lain disjointed 

not dancing the dance of love to which she was appointed.

Let this be our vision:

To love without measure, 

to always behold the treasure 

in the soul of the person that to know appears to be far from a pleasure.

To live life not by whimsical principles, tainted until they’ve fainted by the culture by which they’re increasingly painted but to live by the principles of the prince himself.

The kingdom of the king.

Let’s no longer dispute over doctrine or form

but unify in healing the heart of our nation that has been torn apart.

Let us gather at the banqueting table 

And drink and eat until we’re unable

to do anything but love

unreservedly, unconditionally, authentically.

And let love be the banner under which assemble, 

and Jesus be the one that to look on we resemble.

This is my prayer:

for the church to wake up, 

to shake up, 

to choose to be hungry, 

to choose to be angry 

and real. 

To choose to feel,

and not reel away from the orphans that steal,

the orphans who cheat, who lie, who truth be told, are scared to die,

That I for one would love them exactly as they are,

all covered in tar, 

in soot, 

in rags, 

in a shiny car,

in a top paid job, 

in a business suit, 

with a tough guy walk and stolen goods in the boot,

in the media, in the club, in Sainsbury’s, in the pub. 

In the rain when I’m worn out

because it’s not me that it’s about.

I’m sure of this that we hold the answer 

to why the girl with the gift never became the dancer,

to why the boy born a prophet lives unaware 

of the heavenly secrets concealed in the air

to why the one with a leaders voice 

never realised they had the choice

to live the dream,

to choose the option

to be all they could be and more

and here we are with the door 

to adoption

through which comes the sound of the father affirming 

‘I love you and it’s not due to earning,

It’s simply because 

I do’

Church, arise from your slumber and fall in love again with the one you fell asleep beholding and since have only beheld in your dreams 

unable to touch,

It seems 

there’s a stirring, 

an excitement burning, 

a renewed mind we’re learning, 

a blank page we’re turning to write the next chapter of the history book.

It’s a revival chapter, look,

you can feel it coming,

an earthquake that shook 

the very hearts of the angles that are assigned to this age

to welcome the king’s coming at every stage

through the story of time 

that is now yours and mine.

It’s on the horizon, the Glory of the lord has risen upon us his church, lets break though the deep darkness of depression that engulfs our world and bind up the broken hearted with the healing power of perfect Love. (Isaiah 60&61)

Perfect timing.

‘God has made everything perfect in its time he has also set eternity in the human heart’

You were designed for eternity, it was set in your heart, ‘who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?’

God’s timing is perfect.

When Trust looks a lot like Liberty (deciphering Kingdom vocabulary)


Freedom: exhilarating, amazing, exciting renewing and transforming liberty.

Do you ever find your heart has been saturated with the world’s vocabulary? Where Love is romantic instead of perfect, hope is wishful instead of resilient, prayer is sympathetic instead of powerful and significance is achievement rather than living in the presence of God….

The one that I’ve taken along time to get hold of is the truth about trust…. Trust is not naivety it’s the key to liberty. Liberty is found in God’s perfect Love.

It’s such an easy thing to brush over, but when I really examine my heart lack of trust in God has been at the root of every decision I’ve ever got wrong.

My breakthrough came when I handed every last piece of my broken heart over to God, instead of just saying ‘I trust you God’ but letting the hurts from my past still define me, instead of holding fast to the thought that I knew what I needed and that certain things had to happen in my life to redress the pain before I could truly be restored, no, this time I ran towards God and for the first time in my life I really trusted that ‘Abba Father’ was gonna catch me.

For many of us ‘Father’ is another word messed up by the ‘world’s dictionary’. In my world vocabulary Father had never meant what God intended but I’ve discovered not one of us has to remain an orphan of Father Love.

I trusted that he could heal my heart…… and that’s when I found trust looks a lot like freedom.

I just love this verse in Isaiah:

‘The Spirit of the sovereign Lord is upon me, because he has anointed me to bring good news to the poor; he has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to those who are bound.’ 61 v 1

Inspiring. I want that anointing. But how can I help release freedom unless I’m living in it?

The Hebrew word for liberty here is derovr meaning: freedom, spontaneity, out flow, pure, clear…. it makes me think of open heartedness.

Liberty, freedom; this is God’s Heart for us and what he wants us to release to others. ‘where the spirit of the Lord is there is liberty’ 2Cor 3 v 17

In this verse Isaiah says there is an ‘anointing’ for bringing freedom, anointings can only come in the presence of God.  Trusting his Love and pressing into his presence is the key to my freedom, spending time with God, asking for his vocabulary to define my life with.

‘Trust in the lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding, in all your ways acknowledge him and he will direct your path’

This doesn’t seem like naivety anymore because I know it’s Freedom.

I changed my dictionary and God transformed me. I believed that he really did love me despite everything. I trusted.

Delight your self in his presence (Psalm 37 v 4), seek first his Kingdom (Mat 6 v 33), trust your loving father God with all of the mess of your heart, don’t hold back and just see what happens next….

Forward to the past

to walk where he walked....

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