Call Me Out....
Sabbath – Remember … the word 'remember' itself brings me to
remember what our Lord promised: that when He goes to the Father, He would send
the ¨Holy Spirit¨ that thru Him we may
remember all these things.
…. So, did not Adam & Eve live in the Heavens before the
fall in a place called Eden, a Paradise. The very one Created by Yah with the
Loving intention for us humans, was this not an Eternal Sabbath? Sure it was! a place of rest, no slaves there, why money was never mentioned in Yah´s
creation, whatever for?!
In His Fatherly intention an abundance of beauty, as when
parents bring home their baby from the hospital from the first time, they want
everything just perfect, an atmosphere of no transgression from outside their
home doors, for only a loving parent can see no limits to a place of protection
a place of sound peace and comfort an assured feeling of being Loved.
In Eden, as we know the grounds were made to be fruitful on
its own giving all the human race needed to survive, fruits and herbs full of
all the pure maintenance of the beings required, a bed of adorned pleasant
colors to look upon….
So, the word ´remember´ is to bring us back, to see that
every strain of our mechanism was made to a type of living quite different from
that of slavement, why would you want to waste another second making any other
comparison? See, look around, see what
has been made of the grounds that were made so perfect for us, you´ve been
taught to drill it, to take it´s goods and exploit them, bring the grounds down
to break and break you too… all because we refuse to admit that we´ve decided
to forget we´re a fallen race and by choice refused to be seekers … went on
along wanting a piece of the growing apple first offered to Eve.
Wake-up, all is there laid out for you now, instead of
holding on to a colorful flag or whatever that old claw has you pinned on, take
out your Sword and cut it off, leave it behind in that dungeon of darkness
where it know there no way back for him. Run, shut our those doors of your home and ´cry our loud to your true
Father above, thank Him for coming to your rescue, tell Him all of the things
you´ve been thru, tell Him you lost track of the Master´s warnings how much you
want to come home and want to ´prepare´ in His feasts, the ones He´s made ready
for us to come and cleanse before supper …. That we can now eat before we can
join in an eternal reward again of the Kingdom He´d made especially for us, the
non-slaved, the ones who remembered to value what was given, the higher standards
we´ve parted from and are gladly thankful to come out and greet Him who has
called us out.
Yes, I can recall, I can ´REMEMBER´, my entire being thirsts
of this especial home, HaleluYah!! J an Eternal Sabbath Eden made just for me and
the company of those, who are like me and we in His image. The non-slaved,
unknown of all evil…. Walk freely, harmoniously on grounds that even the air
that touches my face is His loving kiss …. If any parent can´t help but to
consent his child of all goodness, how is it the we cannot remember the
great-abundance our souls cry for and crave… to belong unto perfection, to
belong were things were already there, to feel cradled and safe were ever you
go, to feel loving peace all around, that our eyes can delight in the arts of
the purity of all He intended for us ….
That we can feel thankful for being His and so loved …. This all He´s wanted
from us, I´m so grateful He´s come for me.
In Yahushua – mighty
warrior of all evil, you´ve come and laid out the heaven here on earth to our
reach … how may I not delay to come running when great shaking has come to
remind me I´ve been going around in circles of darkness, drunken in pathetic
weaknesses … Your Mighty Shining Light I can see, break out all darkness around
me and may your mighty hand lock with mine to walk me forward to the Forever
´Resting Place´ the Home you Promised the one intended and created so Lovingly Beautiful for us the
human race. Come my brothers and sisters lets run to get cleaned that we may
forever be back to our restful and peaceful nature:).
Peace,
Violet (Vikky) Morales
South America.