song

i know you loooove me but what's my love look like to you?
i know you loooove me but what my love look like to you?

is it foolish?
is it empty?
is it diviiiiiiiided
(X2)

i know you loooove me but what's my love look like to you?
i know you loooove me ... but what's my love look like to you?

is it foolish?
is it empty?
is it diviiiiiiided
(X2)

searrrrrrrrrrrch me, unturn every stone
searrrrrrrrrrrch me, until i'm off my throne
(repeat, repeat)

Hard Rain = Hard Reign

Hard Rain = Hard Reign

I’m starting to really see how the Holy Spirit likes play-on words! An Abba-word and revelation revealed to me through the following…This is a story…from Rach’s perspective…the rest of the outreach group experienced most and parts of same in Zapotitlan, Mexico. TRY to make it short. (yeah right!)

It was the beginning of our time in Mexico we were in the small town of Zapotitlan, nestled in the mountains many hours from the city. After we spent some time with our Mexican host families, we anticipated a community outreach that night: mime, worship, dance and prayer w/ the church and unbelievers in the town at a huge structure made of mostly cement. It had a roof but it was open around all the sides exposing us to the outside. The night was exactly what the Holy Spirit was leading…Abba’s heart for truth to break through dark lies, souls experiencing Jesus and one-on-one prayer ministry, not to mention some sweet, unimaginable, fierce, and abandoned worship. One of our team members asked God, “Are you here? Can you show Yourself to Us?” Next moment she saw a heart shaped cloud, took a picture just before it dissipated. I personally experienced some awesome worship in the form of dance with five or six young Mexican girls – they wanting to do as I did – it was like dance school meets an alter/sacrifice experience. Loved it.

During our event, one of the priests from the local Catholic church (seeped deep in controlling-type-idolatry) was speaking through the town’s loud speakers as a distraction from our outreach and service. Mosquitoes were another distraction and biting most of us. (Makes me itch just thinking back). Regardless of these things, people came (both old and young) as they gathered around the entire place on the lower and upper level to check out what was going on and who we were.

Like I said, it was a tremendous experience for me. To experience Abba in this way through these people. However, about three-quarters of the way, something happened. Our lights went out and it was way late by then – completely dark. No! It was most likely done by those who opposed are presence. The rest of the towns lights were on – except the lights to the structure we were under. Another distraction. I was like, “No, I don’t want this to stop…it’s too soon! My human mind thought it was going to end right then and there. Did it? Nope. Let me tell you what did happen. There were less mosquitoes biting at my legs as well as MORE people from the town who came down for prayer. Most people are afraid to be seen or show interest w/ the Christian church plant in fear of the Catholic church and that their families will segregate from them. The removal of the physical light let Abba’s light shine brighter and lead them closer in. The worship got louder and stronger. It felt like a stronger push following a labor pain. Fear took the back seat and unhindered and desperate cries, prayer and worship took center stage. I could barely hear my thoughts! I started to cry and pray “Rain down Lord!” Immediately, the Holy Spirit spoke down through my words of prayer and singing. “You Reign…Rain down…You Reign…Rain Up! Rain Up? Yep. Let our words, movement and worship Rain up to You Abba! “I feel your RAIN Lord because your Kingdom REIGNS!” “Your Kingdom is now…your Kingdom is in me… “So, I, your daughter, “Rain Up” your Kingdom as you Reign Down your Kingdom!” As you can imagine, the smile on my face was HUGE as the revelations of Rain and Reign (up and down) and (in and through) saturated by spirit and mind…in a very physical way. Within seconds of these revelations and Abba words…another push or eruption happened in the midst of the people and as they sang and cried out to God – everyone started to applaud – clapping their hands. I had my eyes closed. I heard the sound of HARD RAIN. The clapping of hands within that structure sounds like very, very hard rain would sound coming down on a metal roof. I almost thought it was raining! The clapping echoed everywhere. Tears streamed down my face. Why? Well, for a couple reasons. To know the refreshing rain of the Lord was soaking us and the people through-and-through was complete sweetness to my heart. To know my intimacy with Abba and His Spirit is growing. Learning to discern and tune my ears to both His whispers and profound proclamations. You know, the sound of hard rain didn’t have to happen for me to know God’s Hard Rain = Hard Reign. But it did happen….through us. Through the cries and movement of His people. It took people for me to hear the HARD REIGN.

For the town of Zapotitlan, Abba did show us that His Reign is in that place…and is strong and hard enough to withstand any distractions or thwarts from satan or any darkness within this world. He also managed to hand feed me another truth and teaching so personalized to me. My heart is to learn intimacy with others in this season of my life. God’s Kingdom involves a lot. Too much to list here. All the glory for God’s Kingdom is preached over and over. At times, it seems so distant and big and far away from my real life. What He wanted me to realize and always remember that His Kingdom involves people...you...me. In ways, it’s still a mystery. His Kingdom feels way beyond me and my life. It may feel way beyond what things we do. Through this experience, His Kingdom is sooo close…closer than my own thoughts are to me…it still involves us. I experienced Abba’s Kingdom through people.

So, again…Hard Rain = Hard Reign via Abba’s Spirit and human beings.