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It's Christmas Eve.
Beauty is the shroud of glory, ready to embrace the heart that's open to receive this perfect Christmas gift.
This advent is holy. Its when we remember how the wisdom of God triumphed over the foolishness of our own ways. Its when we remember that Love made a way back to return forever to His own arms! Prodigals coming home to a banqueting table.
Eden re-populated; by the sacrifice of God, alone.
Once upon a time, (in the very fullness of time) Love, Himself, came down for the sake of all mankind. In a humble stable, in the middle of an ancient village, surrounded by zero pomp or circumstance, in fields of sheep, agriculture and endless stars...
The King of Kings was born to become the atonement for every single one. That night, the angels left the Holy Temple made not with human hands. They came to where HE WAS. For their OBJECT OF WORSHIP was now incarnate, in the tent of flesh. Jesus, the Christ. Messiah was born! They marveled at the Father's plan! They filled the skies of the earth. A celestial luminary; an army of song! The earth was saturated with their worship; "Glory to God, in the Highest." Jesus.
We join with that same song, even now.
Recently, I learned the story of the famous symphony; "Handel's Messiah," composed in 1741. He composed it for the purpose of becoming an evangelistic tsunami to a secular audience. The impact to be on a large scale, which would have renowned excellence musically, enlisting the best voices of the time. In essence, Handel was a forerunner, harnessing the forum of the arts, for the glory of God. Perhaps it even inspired some of those great revivalists of that profound era of the First Great Awakening. It is said,
Lately, more and more, I cry out to God for the raising up of the media army of dancers, artists, musicians, composers, film, etc. I cry out to God for this army, as part of my own inheritance. I pray, "Jesus, give to me, through prayer and through my life, an army of LOVESICK worshipping artists and musicians who will fuel the end time worship movement until You return. For the Lamb who is worthy."
That in the wicked days culminating upon the earth, that there would STILL be a witness in the earth, culminating to the glory and fame of Jesus Christ, alone!
I cry out to God, for Hollywood and the places of influence. I proclaim that which the angels sang about so long ago. "Glory to God in the Highest."
For Jesus came to set the captives free. He is the embodiment and the fulfillment of Isaiah 61.
Not living for 'self,' but bond-servants to the Love-King.
To God, alone, be the glory!
Soli Deo Gloria. Amen.
It's Christmas Eve.
Beauty is the shroud of glory, ready to embrace the heart that's open to receive this perfect Christmas gift.
This advent is holy. Its when we remember how the wisdom of God triumphed over the foolishness of our own ways. Its when we remember that Love made a way back to return forever to His own arms! Prodigals coming home to a banqueting table.
Eden re-populated; by the sacrifice of God, alone.
Once upon a time, (in the very fullness of time) Love, Himself, came down for the sake of all mankind. In a humble stable, in the middle of an ancient village, surrounded by zero pomp or circumstance, in fields of sheep, agriculture and endless stars...
The King of Kings was born to become the atonement for every single one. That night, the angels left the Holy Temple made not with human hands. They came to where HE WAS. For their OBJECT OF WORSHIP was now incarnate, in the tent of flesh. Jesus, the Christ. Messiah was born! They marveled at the Father's plan! They filled the skies of the earth. A celestial luminary; an army of song! The earth was saturated with their worship; "Glory to God, in the Highest." Jesus.
We join with that same song, even now.
Recently, I learned the story of the famous symphony; "Handel's Messiah," composed in 1741. He composed it for the purpose of becoming an evangelistic tsunami to a secular audience. The impact to be on a large scale, which would have renowned excellence musically, enlisting the best voices of the time. In essence, Handel was a forerunner, harnessing the forum of the arts, for the glory of God. Perhaps it even inspired some of those great revivalists of that profound era of the First Great Awakening. It is said,
At the end of his manuscript Handel wrote the letters "SDG"—Soli Deo Gloria, "To God alone the glory". This inscription, taken with the speed of composition, has encouraged belief in the apocryphal story that Handel wrote the music in a fervour of divine inspiration in which, as he wrote the "Hallelujah" chorus, "he saw all heaven before him."Even now, Handel's Messiah continues to move, evoke and awe audiences through the ages. Even with the recent phenomenon of "Flash Mobs" performing the "Hallelujah Chorus" in malls and large public settings. The ripple effect of this one piece of symphonic score, is still relevant and astounding, to this day.
Lately, more and more, I cry out to God for the raising up of the media army of dancers, artists, musicians, composers, film, etc. I cry out to God for this army, as part of my own inheritance. I pray, "Jesus, give to me, through prayer and through my life, an army of LOVESICK worshipping artists and musicians who will fuel the end time worship movement until You return. For the Lamb who is worthy."
That in the wicked days culminating upon the earth, that there would STILL be a witness in the earth, culminating to the glory and fame of Jesus Christ, alone!
I cry out to God, for Hollywood and the places of influence. I proclaim that which the angels sang about so long ago. "Glory to God in the Highest."
For Jesus came to set the captives free. He is the embodiment and the fulfillment of Isaiah 61.
“Now salvation, and strength, and the kingdom of our God, & the power of His Christ have come..." -Revelations 12:10And we carry the torch of His mandate. HIS good news.
Not living for 'self,' but bond-servants to the Love-King.
To God, alone, be the glory!
Soli Deo Gloria. Amen.
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