Fulfillment

Fulfillment

But a longing fulfilled.

I woke up with these words playing over and over in my ears. So clearly you have so much more to say…

That which you long for has arrived.

In the place of the longing, there is a but.

An interruption to the longing.

For it has been so long. I don’t know what to say.

What if that which you long for turns up at the door and knocks, will you let her in?

It is all a bit of shock to the system really. The thought of having family in my house is too much to deal with. Yet I have always refused to accept that which is unacceptable. I have held on to hope for so long, asking of you how long! And now of all times you decide this is the time!

For this shall be the time of the times!

You say that with such joy and delight, but I have this stern look that expresses “what the heck!”

Did I not say over and over, more and more, leave the whole thing to me, leave the wholeness thing to me.

For this is the time of restoration!

This is the appointed time of restoration!

For I have promised I will restore.

For that which you long for, shows up at your door and knocks, will you let her in!

But it was so unexpected, I had given up asking, I had put away my expectation, locked up my expectation and put the key in storage. Now I find myself dealing with the disturbance.

Did I not say that I am disturbing that which disturbs you?

Did I have a look of fear on my face when I walked in the water in the storm?

No I see the look of great excitement on your face, and you made accelerated progress on that which would hold us back. You are messing with me Lord for I know the next question you want to ask!

Are you nervous or excited?

What is it you hope for?

Can I keep that to myself?

I know you don’t want to talk about it, for it brings up again all that is broken!

I can see you standing there like a child who has just broken his mothers favourite vase.

All the broken pieces strewn across the floor, at the moment she walks into the room!

Try as you might, try with all your might you cannot keep it together. For brokenness lies at your feet with what you think has no hope of repair!

You can handle the cleaving but not the leaving. Parting for you is not sweet sorrow, but has a bitter taste. That which you hold so dear stands afar off and has no desire to come after you.

Can we not change the subject Lord!

Absolutely what are you subject to!

What have you buried yourself beneath!

Who is the one you serve?

What is your preferred subject?

How long will you remain in the place of the longing?

For that which you seek stands at the door and knocks!

For then you had knowledge, but now you know from experience.

You always wanted to argue with me about trouble leading to patience, and endurance to hope, and hope does not disappoint.

I know you want to stay in the place of endurance, for there is cold comfort in that place, in the place where nothing seems to change, but you hold on tightly to endurance.

But I am not unto you as I was before, this is the time of the times.

You don’t want to talk about fulfilment, because all you feel is brokenness.

You stand there with tears rolling down your face, amidst all the broken pieces, amidst all the loss, in the place of the leaving, where you just want to leave.

Proverbs 13:12 Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life.

Yet I know you cannot let go of hope.

For I am your hope.

The real issue is that you wonder how you will keep it together, you want to bring wholeness to that which is broken, you want to call forth restoration, yet at the same time want to leave that which is dead buried!

For you have been shown much.

You see it now don’t you?

The dead coming back to life, that which was buried now knocking at the door. That which I hoped for for so long, showing up at the door.

I know you want to fix it, to repair the damage, but you stand there powerless, knowing that you have no power to reverse the time, to make the broken whole.

Did I not say leave the whole thing to me, for this shall be the work of my hands.

What is it you see now?

My beloved mother holding me close and saying everything will be ok.

Embrace that which holds you close.

Embrace that which you cannot grasp.

For this shall be the time of the times, times without precedent, times of blessing and harvest like you have never seen before.

Let go of that which is broken and hold on to my hand, hold on to hope.

For a longing fulfilled is a tree of life, this is my promise to you.

Isaiah 55:13 Instead of the thorn shall come up the cypress tree, and instead of the brier shall come up the myrtle tree; and it shall be to the Lord for a name of renown, for an everlasting sign [of jubilant exaltation] and memorial [to His praise], which shall not be cut off.

Is this not the start of the new life that I have promised.

Stand to your feet, arise for it shall be glorious.

Zechariah 9:12-13 Return to the stronghold [of security and prosperity], you prisoners of hope; even today do I declare that I will restore double your former prosperity to you. For I have bent Judah for Myself as My bow, filled the bow with Ephraim as My arrow, and will stir up your sons, O Zion, against your sons, O Greece, and will make you [Israel] as the sword of a mighty man.