Are we glowing?

What follows is a spiritual exchange between my dear friend Howard and I from earlier this year.  I'm sharing it to encourage the risk of sharing God's heart in the context of divine friendships.   I spoke to him this morning early and he agreed to co-lab.  I love how Howard hears and what he shares is ridiculously spot on with where I find myself as you'll discover below.

It can be a little intimidating to share with someone what you think God is wanting to share with them.  But we have the mind of Christ.  I am so grateful for those in my life who have dared to share His heart with me.    Try it.  Like journalling, just a couple sentences.  Ask Him who and then scribble it down and send it off and tell them you're practicing!

These are the game-changers and catalysts:  those willing to try, to risk hearing Him on behalf of another.   We can't be more intimidated by the possibility that we might miss what He says or that we might even be deceived than we are confident He wants us to hear His voice.  God is not a T-Rex.  His arms are really long.

Howard is up first.

"Yo bro,
God is all over you. You came on my heart so strong on my way home from work tonight, It was a glory filled presence.  I heard "with speed and finality" and I saw the Lord stretch forth his hand into your life.  I heard something break in the heavenlies over you and your family; it sounded like this massive shattering of glass. I saw these shards of glass shooting out of the heavens into your sphere, into your metron, into the spirit realm to which you have been assigned.  Except the shards weren't made of glass, but light. Shards of light, like bolts of lightning shooting forth from the throne room into your heart, into your mind, into your atmosphere.  I kept hearing: "Light, Light. Light!"  I then I heard the Father say, "LET THERE BE LIGHT!"  It was like thunder that youve never heard...So loud, so penetrating...one almost wishes you didnt have to hear it again.  The voice was earth-shaking and bone-rattling.  My attention was turned back to the shards of light, these super-fine, super-sharp rays of light shooting everywhere. I noticed when these LIGHTning bolts hit you and your family, they were so sharp they separated spirit from soul.  This separation was painless as long as you kept your attention, your eyes on Him. The Light was incredible. Blinding Light.  I heard, "The path of righteous man is one of increasing light" and then "The Light of the Lord is the lamp of man." LIGHT LIGHT LIGHT. So awesome and so powerful.  I then saw the Angel of the Lord standing before you and He handed you a Light Saber.  I immediately knew that you knew what to do with it. Then the vision ended.Peaceloveh3"

--My (only Somewhat Tinkered with) Response--

At the end of last year, the Holy Spirit asked me if I wanted to solve the marriage crises in America.
And like I do with Him sometimes, I paused and was like, wow, that'll probably cut into my binge-watching minutes but, You're probably asking me for a reason, so, sure.  

And He said one word to me:  GLOW.

And I'm like--what do You mean?
And after awhile He said, "they don't want what you don't have."
And I was reminded of glory and Moses and when he shined coming out of the presence of the Lord.  And I had these flashes of all varieties of troubled marriages, damaged hearts, identity-lost couples walking into a room and I saw pretty clearly--they weren't so much the problem.  I sensed in the vision that Christine and I weren't offering them the fullness of His divine presence by glowing in His love for us, our love for Him or our love for each other.  Not through lack of willingness but simply lack of a revelation--we go from glory to glory and it was an invitation to I Cor 2:9 "but just as it is written, Things which eye has not seen and ear has not heard, And which have not entered the heart of man, All that God has prepared for those who love Him.”

 Oh, LORD, LET ME COUNT THE WAYS...

Oh, LORD, LET ME COUNT THE WAYS...

 

Don't hear what Im not saying:  we were great and we really loved each other and lots of people liked us, sure:  but we were not yet glowing with heaven-stuff so much, really.

One of the most convicting things He has said to me in a long time, "THEY DON"T WANT WHAT YOU DON'T HAVE."  So I started to say, OK.   GLOW--what are you really getting at, Lord--let's not just go with what I think You mean--what do You mean?

And I feel like He is looking for the abstract-crushing Zoe-life-nobler-LOVE by making it tangible and concrete and real and we don't always know so much about it.  And I said, well give me a Biblical example and nobody much sprang to mind but 1 Cor 2:9, did again and isn't that wild that in all of Scripture a genuinely glowing marriage doesn't leap to mind?  Song of Songs is surely an indicator; it is Christ and His Church that we so magnificently foreshadow, or, you know, somedays, don't.

And I felt like a few days go by and Jesus is pulling my heart out of Isa 61 and adjusting it and putting it back in my chest in Isa 60

A Glorified Zion
1“Arise, shine; for your light has come, And the glory of the LORD has risen upon you. 2“For behold, darkness will cover the earth And deep darkness the peoples; But the LORD will rise upon you And His glory will appear upon you. 3“Nations will come to your light,            And kings to the brightness of your rising. 4“Lift up your eyes round about and see;            They all gather together, they come to you. Your sons will come from afar, And your daughters will be carried in the arms. 5“Then you will see and be radiant, And your heart will thrill and rejoice; Because the abundance of the sea will be turned to you, The wealth of the nations will come to you...."

...Then you will see and be radiant...and your heart will thrill and rejoice.

There it is.

And I could see that I do so genuinely love my wife; but not actually yet as He loves and there is this gorgeous understanding that is hidden from the immature like me, the childish--like the Lost Dutchmen's gold mine--it is there and so many people have been looking for it for years but have no idea how to find it--even though there are maps and legends.  But it is maybe more like the Acres of Diamonds story.

Hidden Entryways I'm in the process of discovering:  CHILDLIKENESS.

PRAISE AND THANKSGIVING/GRATITUDE.

HIS PRESENCE.

QUIET. You have/I have this remarkable bit of heaven that we wake up next to everyday, though we've not yet eyes sharp enough to see what we have in our own beautiful brides.

And He said, "Son, Christine is your land of promise.  I've given her to you--and (essentially) you've yet to possess, mine or deeply explore her hidden countries." And I see Laodiceanity (Rev 3:14-22) in me that He is coming for if I ask.  And I ask.  And He smiles because He has a strategy and He has my near-full attention now--and it is Mr Rogers.

And we are to become undistractable.  So Im reading this book in the New Year on the Power of Story and Mr Rogers is sitting with a little boy in a wheelchair and the author describes the space between Fred and the little boy as "sacred" and he actually uses the word GLOWING and Im like, what?!? and I take note (I wonder how many of these He tries to put in my path in a week that I blow right past?).   And the next week, I'm dorking around on Facebook and this pops up.
And it is actually Mr Rogers, in a totally unrelated WOW.  Except it was totally related.
The thing that put the highlighter on it for me was that it was in my friend Victoria's Feed.  Her last name?   GLOE.


And so I call V.  And I tell her how her relationship with Him is informing my relationship with Him.  And she is blessed and the Lord reminds me of a dream I had ten years ago (to the day, minus three days--I discovered in my prophetic notebook) where Victoria interpreted a dream of mine where I walked into the darkest casino (See as I know, He said) on the darkened strip in Vegas (like when they kill the lights in Vegas when like a Sinatra or Sammy Davis, Jr dies).  I'm looking for my Momma who was sick and needed help and there was no way to turn the lights on--so, I walked in to find her, anyway.  

And as I walked in, I began to glow.  

Then because I forgot and He never does--He reminded me of a very special language He taught me a few years ago:  when I was playing with shard of glass, color, salt and light.

 From Howard's email, "Except the shards weren't made of glass, but light. Shards of light, like bolts of lightning shooting forth from the throne room into your heart, into your mind, into your atmosphere."  I painted this sea of glass/salt and light series around 2009   To the best of my knowledge, Howard had never seen any of them. 

From Howard's email, "Except the shards weren't made of glass, but light. Shards of light, like bolts of lightning shooting forth from the throne room into your heart, into your mind, into your atmosphere."  I painted this sea of glass/salt and light series around 2009   To the best of my knowledge, Howard had never seen any of them. 

A little everyday and a little more everyday--  I'm not the man I was or the husband and Daddy I will be, but He is beginning a process of lighting me up and helping me to lighten up in the Who's and the who.  

So let there be light and let's get to glowing.  SPEAKING THAT WHICH IS NOT AS THOUGH IT IS, is another entryway.  THINKING THE BEST OF PEOPLE is another.  HAVING FRIENDS we trust more than we trust ourselves and letting their woundings bless us is one.  FORGIVENESS is, too.

He is helping me to see a lot, even as I share this with you, my friend and I think that's how the great darkness goes:  we turn the lights on.  

ET's finger--glows.  So, Heartlights ON...

THANK YOU SO SO MUCH FOR SHARING!

(Today, for Howard I add this:  the HHH are ladders I see leaning against the right 3 walls.)

Here are to your OWN Glowing Reports.