The Storm is Beautiful

Very few would disagree that we are very unsettling times. There are winds of violence, unrest, fear all moving though the land. And yet, there is a deep sense of God moving as well.

We know that when darkness descends light shines more brightly. God has not relinquished one bit of His rightful claim to earth, as Scripture says: “The earth is the Lord’s, and everything in it.” (1 Corinthians 10:26). As such, if we have eyes to see, we will see and understand the reality of what is continually proclaimed before the throne of God:

“Holy, holy, holy is the Lord Almighty; the whole earth is full of His glory.” (Isaiah 6:3)

Recently, we had an early morning thunderstorm move through our area. I heard it in my sleep, and as I was waking to it, I began to hear Holy Spirit speak. I’m not given to rushing into giving prophetic word. For me there is a bit of a germination process; but, as I’ve sat in prayer I believe it is now that I share this with you, my friends.

This is a word for us in this new season of great stirring and awakening. Take what is said here with praise and hope and joy.

Awaken, My Beloved! Awaken, to the storm.

For in the sound of thunder is My Voice. In the lightning is the revealing of My Presence, the rain My Living Water, the wind My Breath of Eternal Life.

In this hour I AM moving through the landscape with My power to heal, cleanse, and bring forth much fruit.

Rejoice in the coming of the thunder and lightning, for as they stir and cleanse the atmosphere in the natural realm of man, so I AM stirring and cleansing the Eternal Atmosphere within you.

The rain you hear is bringing refreshing moisture to the air you breathe, and washing the land, the winter land, the dry land, the sleeping/fallow land to bring forth new life. I AM washing you, My Beloved. Washing away the dryness, stirring the quiet, sleeping places within. I AM refreshing you in the water of My Word and the washing of My Spirit. The wind of My Breath is moving swiftly through you. Just as the wind in the natural moves through the forest, shaking and pruning the dead branches from them, so am I breathing a freshness into your innermost being. And you shall rise up fresh, strong, renewed for the new stages of our journey together.

The storm is beautiful!

Do not hide from the storm as others do. Do not tremble at the shaking of My thunder, or shrink back in fear at My lightning, or quake in terror at My wind, My strong wind. For you are called into Me to stand in the storm. Even as My servant, Elijah, came to the mouth of the cave to stand in My Presence, so are you to come forth in Me. You are not like others who hide.

“Blessed are those who dwell in your house; they are ever praising you. Blessed are those whose strength is in you, whose hearts are set on pilgrimage. As they pass through the Valley of Baca, they make it a place of springs; the autumn rains also cover it with pools. They go from strength to strength till each appears before God in Zion.” (Psalm 84:4-7)

You are like these I speak of. And, great is your pilgrimage! The storm is beautiful, and as you enter in, you find Me. I AM in the storm, I AM the pilgrimage, I AM your wondrous adventure. I AM that I AM. As you walk in Me and with Me you will find every barren place transformed into a place of beauty.

For I AM bringing forth the fruit of your longing, the harvest of your inheritance.