A Morning Meeting
06.25.2016 © Jennifer Lynn Joy
Softly stepping through the hidden apex the silver gate
closes gently behind me. Golden hues, fragrant aromas lingering and the sweet
kindness of home wrap their comforting arms around me. Whispers of winds
encircling as HIS True Love pulsates perfectly. It is good to come home again. Glistening iridescent escorts encompassing the pathway.
Magnificently tall double doors open effortlessly as if on cue. A round table
fills the enormous space. The knights of THE KING are gathering once again. An epoch time on the horizon. A kairos moment in us. A chronos moment in history. Holiness
enshrouds the atmosphere. We have come before, we come again. Every place is
filled. There are no vacancies. No one arrives late…it is unheard of in this
Freedom moves like the light summer winds across a clear mountain
lake. Gratefully, we sip liquid light from sacred, holy streams. We inhale air infused
with countless covenant frequencies. Pure joy resonating like a million
melodies flit and flutter like confetti on New Year’s Eve in Time Square, New
York. Hope rhythmically dances through the multi-layered ribbons of vibrant living
colors. Translucent harmony completely covers us like a pure white wedding
veil. Anticipation is at the highest peak.
THE KING ARRIVES!
Immediately…Paradigms shift like tectonic plates.
Immediately…Purposes aligned, altered, administered.
Immediately…Plans clearly delineated and imparted.
Immediately…Positions reestablished and reordered.
RELENTLESS WITH PASSION!
The table is filled to overflowing, abundantly. I see mounds
of new weapons, tools and armor. Huge piles of sheet music with songs,
melodies, harmonies. Countless books of fresh wisdom and true knowledge. Large
platters filled with truth, hope, love, joy, goodness, mercy, long-suffering,
patience, peace, and kindness. Golden-capped vials with new understandings and
deeper revelations. Bottles of anointing, gifts, talents, dreams, visions and
missions. Everything on the table is NEW to everyone gathered. We have been to
this table before, yet we have not seen these gifts before. It is beyond our
own imagination and creative abilities. HE hands out the gifts until the table
is empty. Some are expecting one gift and receive another. Some are surprised
by HIS faith in them. Some are humbled by HIS gifts. Yet, we all are consumed
by HIS unending love. We are undone by the touch of HIS hand.