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The fire the fury and the fruit.

Posted by appolus on July 7, 2022

Isa 27:5  Or let him take hold of my strength, that he may make peace with me; and he shall make peace with me. 

Who will reach out and take hold of that hand that is stretched forth? The hand of God is for His people, there is no fury in God for His people. He has a longing heart for those who call themselves by His name, those that have been enlightened and have tasted of the heavenly gift. Those who have been partakers of the Holy Spirit. Men and women who have tasted the good word of God and the powers of the world to come, He has an outstretched hand towards them. God is well able to deal with the briars and the thorns that grow up among the vineyard, for the rain that falls upon the vineyard falls upon them all. Yet, to those who will reach out and take a hold of God’s righteous hand, He will forgive them and restore them. it is His heart to do such a thing.

Before the great trumpet is blown, who will make peace with God? Who will walk in the power and the glory of God and be fruitful? There is a generation today who ignore His hand, who have rejected His offer, who refuse to humble themselves and repent. They are powerless and without purpose. They are the briars and the thorns that are only good for the fire. There is a day of indignation coming, the fury of the Lord. We can be as fruit in the vineyard, or we can be briars and thorns set for the fire and the fury. It is ironic that the the briars and the thorns believe themselves to be rich and increased with goods and have need of nothing, but in actuality are wretched and miserable, poor, blind and naked. They are not fruit, they are not wheat, they are but weeds and tares. Before the trumpet blows, the Lord stands at the door and knocks. He reaches out that we may reach back and take a hold of every part of who He is. Shall we take a hold? Shall we answer the knock? There is yet time, but the sands of time are running low, and then the end shall come. Peace for one, fire for another.

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