1 Peter 5:10 "And the God of all grace, who called you to his eternal glory in Christ, after you have suffered a little while, will himself restore you and make you strong, firm and steadfast."
Jesus, my Savior, His body bruised, battered, bloody; His face unrecognizable. No ..... God, His Father, could not bear this any longer. Once that stone was rolled in place, closing off the tomb where His Son lay, He sent His ministering angels to His Son, His Beloved Son. With His own hand, He moved over that precious body and soothed all the cuts, all the open flesh wounds and closed them with the balm of His love, His healing love. Our God breathed upon the flesh of Jesus, restoring His skin to wholeness, His Power moving through Jesus bringing strength to each muscle, to the tips of each finger. The Power returning to the Spirit of Jesus as the Lord knew this day also held it's own battle, one of the biggest yet to come, what was still to come in the Plan for the salvation of those that the Father loved so dearly.
The Father, the Lord of His beautiful, precious Son, His Beloved, would not let Him face His most fierce adversary yet looking like anything but Who He was......the Mighty Warrior of God, the Lion of Judah, the King of kings, the Lord of lords, the Savior of the world. He restored all the beauty of the Dearest, most Beloved of Heaven. beauty unlike any other ever seen, beautiful Jesus. The only remnants of what our Lord endured were the nail scars in His hands and feet, His pierced side. His Father knew these would be necessary for proof to all the doubting Thomas' in the world. Then His Father, His God poured Himself into this resting Spirit, completely restoring the Glory of His Son. Lovingly kissing the cheeks, the forehead of His Son, the Lord poured out love, more love, drawing Him close to His heart. The Father had missed His Son so, yet He knew there was one more battle before He could bring Him home. This very night Jesus would descend into hell to take back what had been stolen. He would battle evil. He would totally free God's children from the chains and bondage of the evil one.
Jesus rose from that flat, cold stone bed and declared "I AM READY". Then He hugged and kissed His Father, thanking Him and praising Him for His restored body and His mighty Power. Then He descended into darkness.
I could see myself as the Lord gave this to me; can't you see yourself laying beaten, battered by the enemy, the world, our wounds of hurt, disappointment, rejection...as we lay there, our spirits seeming distant, dead to us, all seeming hopeless and lost. Then the Spirit of the Lord comes to restore us with God's healing touch as the Father lifts us up to Himself and covers us with His love, as He kisses our cheeks and forehead, holding us so close to His heart, His strength, His power restoring our soul; our spirits begin to rise up, as we declare to the Lord, "I am ready, Father, I am ready to continue the fight". And continue we must, continue in the strength of our Father until that day comes that He sends His Beloved Son down from Heaven once again, and this time brings us, the Bride, home.
04-07-12
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