Can you hear it?

Can you hear it?

Every now and then as I walk down my road or through my fields, I can
hear it. What is it I hear? It is the sound of the wind building
speed, moving through the trees, though not necessarily where I am
standing. You know the sound. You can hear it rippling through the
grass. Leaves and debris blow across the road.

And lately my dreams have revealed it. My visions have "seen" it. And
even as I sit at the computer or I am driving, I "hear" it. What is
"it?" I believe it is the presence of God in a new way. As I listen,
it is like an unseen being, pushing down the fields of grass, blowing
through the trees branches and moving things about. Each branch or
blade of grass representing a human moving with the Lord. Each
skittering leaf, a demonic creature forced out of the way.

Weird? I think not. The presence of the Lord is moving quickly to be
part of all we know. The tipping point has been passed. Life is
changing. What has been described as a famine of the word is about to
change. Life as we know it in New England is about to become
different.

There is an urgency, if you will, in the voice of the Lord. There is
a movement and an increase. Just as I awake to the foreign noise in
my home, I have detected a difference in the atmosphere. A shift some
might call it. Wow!

And if we stopped at WOW! it would be a good thing. But what does
this wind mean? Does it mean revival? If it does it means a change in
the way we do business. Many have not built for this "storm." And
there is apart of me that wants to say "I told you so." But, with the
idea of Noah ringing in my head. How did he feel? A man who would
take all those years to build a boat, facing ridicule and the idea of
being an outcast, what did he feel. Serving God is one thing, but
being cooped up with all those animals for all those months, that is
a whole different deal. I believe he cared about the loss of all
these people.

And so in the midst of this storm we are going to hear people, trying
to get "in." Some of the church has already begun to harden their
hearts. I am telling you this will not pass muster in the midst of
this storm.

I spend most of my life outside of the church. I like it there. Why?
Because while I know the church is God's plan A, I see the "church"
trying to become something it was never called to be. At my
presbytery, they said i was too mystical for the church and i needed
to come down and smell like the sheep. So much for having a prophetic
nature that prevents people from being hurt. So, I allowed my wings
to be clipped in submission to people. And many have been treated the
same way. So, now we have to prophesy to the church, "could you like
, go get the people you hurt and sent away?"

What would happen if these people said "NO!" We think we have the
weird prophetic types now, don't we? I speak to psychics
(pre-Christian prophets) who would scare you. Skateboarders who could
gather a crowd that would shame most churches. Can we discuss the
anointing for a moment? These people were anointed by God for the
church at their birth, before their birth and God is looking for a
few good people with the guts to jump into the fray and say "I am on
your team." We have become so adept at building ministry, we forget
what it looks like to build people.

And for those of you "in the church" who feel like you have been left
out of the church, would you let God heal your wounds and come in out
of the rain? I understand scars, I don't understand running around
with gaping holes. Sit still long enough to be held, touched and
healed. Stop running around saying you are the church and potshotting
at the church.

The water is rising. We feel it at our feet. We occasionally get
splashed by a higher wave or two. The wind is picking up. The
opportunities are multiplying. Do not worry about what goes on iside
the church, but be concerned with what God wants to do outside the
church building.

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