Remembering Revival Words 4

I am continuing to remind myself of words that have stirred in me about revival over the last 5 years from BuyTheField.

Give Him No Rest.

originally penned July 29, 2020

I am wallowing in this. I want it so much. I can't fully grasp and understand it and I'm invited into it simultaneous. My friend said Sunday, "I don't know how glory works. I don't know if I need to know." That's what I sense as I move towards these thoughts today. And I love it. And I want it. I like that I can't fully fathom and understand what I'm seeking to write here. That grappling has value in my needy, pandemic soul.

It was common for there to be watchmen on the walls in Jerusalem. Watch for approaching enemies. Guard. Warn. Look. Don't sleep on your post. Bible book of Isaiah, chapter 62, verses 6 and 7. "On your walls, O Jerusalem, I have appointed watchmen; All day and all night they will never keep silent. You who remind the Lord, take no rest for yourselves; And give Him no rest until He establishes and makes Jerusalem a praise in the earth."

Here the job description is given by God Himself. I AM appointing watchmen, watchwomen.

"All day.

All night.

You will never be silent.

You remind Me.

Take no rest.

And give Me no rest until I establish and make Jerusalem what I said she would be.

A praise in the earth."

This makes no earthly sense! GOD DOESN'T NEED REMINDING. HE'S....GOD!!!!! HE INVITES THE REMINDING.

IT'S NOT FOR HIM! IT'S FOR US! THE REMINDING HIM, WHICH ISN'T AT ALL NECESSARY, IS REMINDING US!

Imagine this irony. God is appointing us to give Him no rest until He makes us whom He declares we are. Keep reminding Me, Keep telling Me to do what I say I will do. This is such a glorious pocket of divine mystery. I don't know how this works. I don't know that I need to know. And I'm hooked.

Desperate. It's an appointed position. Keep desperately reminding Me who I said I AM to you. What I AM doing in you. What I AM forming in you.

Please Lord. Make us new. Fulfill your promises to us, in us. Don't stop. We desperately need you. Form us. Make us beautiful. Make us fruitful. Make us Yours. Ahhh holy Saviour. Like Jerusalem, make us a praise in the earth. You drench us and we flow as praise to You and others encounter Your drenching.

Desperate is desperate.

Jacob says, "I will not let You go unless You bless me."

Moses says, "I pray You, show me Your glory."

David says, "My soul thirsts for You, my flesh yearns for You in a dry and weary land where there is no water."

I want to be desperate.

I don't want to be desperate.

God, I need You.

You.

You're appointing me to remind You of what You need no reminding of. Shhhhhhh. Holy invitation. Never be silent.

So holy.

So desperate.

There's more.