Isn’t it time to “re” ?
Time to be reclaim the too long forgotten? Time to reacquaint ourselves with the Holy Spirit and His fire? To realign ourselves with His purpose? To remember the hope of the glory of His calling? To repair the breach in the wall? To recognize the truth? To re-purpose the burnt stones? To recall those foreign and estranged from God? To reorganize the chaos? To rebuild the city? To rejoice with great joy? To reform the injustice? To realize (obtain) the prize? To redeem the time, lands, people, treasure that has been sold into slavery? To rediscover living pure and holy lives? To relearn things once known but now lost? To have real love one for another? To rebuke the devour-er? To reveal and awaken His church? To recount the fame of His great name? To renounce our agreement with darkness? To rebound from being apathetic? To rekindle the flame that once burned bright? To not relent from His purpose? For our actions to result in victory? To resolve that we are not going back to old mindsets, past hurts, or flashbacks of trauma? To remove the yoke, stumbling block, and blockage that holds back? To resubmit ourselves to God, resist the devil and watch him flee? To recreate the place in our hearts that housed a dwelling place for God? To redo our former good works? To relax and enjoy His presence? To replace the profane with the holy? To repent for calling things “good” which God abhors? To relate rightly with each other? To recall His work in our lives? To reinvest in the harvest? To reconnect to THE power source? To regard others more highly than ourselves giving honor to those long due it? To resolve the unresolved? YES!!!! The time has come for clear and complete resolution/revelation of what is not ours but HIS revolution!
Isaiah 49:14-26 But Zion said, “I don’t get it. GOD has left me. My Master has forgotten I even exist.” “Can a mother forget the infant at her breast, walk away from the baby she bore? But even if mothers forget, I’d never forget you—never. Look, I’ve written your names on the backs of my hands. The walls you’re rebuilding are never out of my sight. Your builders are faster than your wreckers. The demolition crews are gone for good. Look up, look around, look well! See them all gathering, coming to you? As sure as I am the living God”—GOD’s Decree— “you’re going to put them on like so much jewelry, you’re going to use them to dress up like a bride. “And your ruined land? Your devastated, decimated land? Filled with more people than you know what to do with! And your barbarian enemies, a fading memory. The children born in your exile will be saying, ‘It’s getting too crowded here. I need more room.’ And you’ll say to yourself, ‘Where on earth did these children come from? I lost everything, had nothing, was exiled and penniless. So who reared these children? How did these children get here?’” The Master, GOD, says: “Look! I signal to the nations, I raise my flag to summon the people. Here they’ll come: women carrying your little boys in their arms, men carrying your little girls on their shoulders. Kings will be your babysitters, princesses will be your nursemaids. They’ll offer to do all your drudge work— scrub your floors, do your laundry. You’ll know then that I am GOD. No one who hopes in me ever regrets it.” Can plunder be retrieved from a giant, prisoners of war gotten back from a tyrant. But GOD says, “Even if a giant grips the plunder and a tyrant holds my people prisoner, I’m the one who’s on your side, defending your cause, rescuing your children. And your enemies, crazed and desperate, will turn on themselves, killing each other in a frenzy of self- destruction. Then everyone will know that I, GOD, have saved you—I, the Mighty One of Jacob