Resurrection of the song: the rebuild/reformation & restoration

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Peripheral— relating to or situated on the edge or periphery of something: outermost, border, surrounding, edges or fringe— of secondary or minor importance, near the surface, lesser, extraneous; root definition— mid 16th century (denoting a line that forms the boundary of something): via late Latin from Greek periphereia ‘circumference’, from peripherēs ‘revolving around’, from peri- ‘around’ + pherein ‘to bear’; subsequently reinforced by French périphérie .

Extraneous— unrelated to the subject being dealt with, separate from the object to which it is attached: external, exterior, extrinsic (opposite of intrinsic, meaning— ‘interior, inner, ‘inwardly, inwards’).

Why do I define these words to you, peripheral and extraneous (with their synonyms)?  Because, apparently— I have been living peripherally and extraneously for some time now —concerning my inner man; living from the outermost, edges near the surface of the circumference of who I am; the place of the minor areas becoming the major areas lived from— instead of the core center-most of my inner man’s interior regions: essentially— not living from the core of my person God designed me to be, but instead from surface level consciousness— not the depths of my core identity.

For a few days I sat in this understanding, as he continued, relentlessly, to resume the dig; where he is digging me out from being buried alive.  This is a walk I must go alone right now with him; even though everything in me does not want to go this alone with him; I want to run, escape, go into a coping mechanism of behavior that would allow me to dissociate from feeling all the things he is requiring of me to finally process.  Because if I will finally process what has been buried (along with me) all these years— I will resurface, and be healed and whole when I do.

I cannot come forth in new life— if a new life hasn’t come forth.

There are trapped residuals inside; deposits made long ago that were put into me, that need to come out— so that something else can be there instead.  These residual deposits are bars of darkness written over the symphonic arrangement that God wrote me as; with many moving parts, and beautiful collaborating family expressions of our Lord— in a human life— a personal song written long ago, before the foundation of creation itself.

When the deposits of darkness (that have overwritten our original song) become so vastly present— overriding the light and song of love and truth that we are at our core being and identity; our identity becomes perverted, and we become obscured (that is the definition of darkness, or as my friend Steve would say: obfuscated.  A new word for my vocabulary.)  This is the way the fall into the carnal nature affected us; and it is the workmanship of the composer of life to rewrite, recompose, and resurrect this life— or original composition of a mosaic of a beautiful song (person and life), in order to re-conduct this score.

A musical score— is a written representation of a musical work, usually written on a large sheet of paper or— in a book— containing the musical notation for all the parts (instruments and/or voices) involved in a piece. It's essentially a blueprint for a performance— showing the conductor and performers what to play and when. 

In our case, or the case of each life designed by our Lord God; we have notes written on paper, in his book of life; and each note has a tune to hold (or carry out); and when they are all vibrating in tune— there is a harmonic sound that comes forth; where we are in tune with heaven (God himself), and we are pure expressions of the divine nature of God: 2 moving as one spirit, in unity and harmony— sounding off in unison, as the Composer and Conductor— leads us in the notes we play and perform (be being at any given time), as we speak forth into the realm of the material.

Things like— our pitch, rhythm, tempo, inflections, and many more elements of musical expression come forth from us.  And this is our representation in the collective symphonic orchestral of God’s creation (many of us together).  The score— is a visual guide (the notes and bars written on the paper, or in the book— essentially— a personal signature, meant to vibrate in harmony with the rest of the family); and this blueprint of our song— helps us remain in tune, and singing from the right key of notes— in his story line that we are all a part of as we sound off into creation itself: made in his image and likeness— we speak into the darkness with our light, and the darkness cannot apprehend the light: it shatters the void— and details and defines matter itself.

It is the ‘soundtrack’ of life, according to the Master Composer and Conductor.  And we— are co-creating with our Lord at all times: the question is, however— are we composing in harmony and melody with him— or are we dissonant and discordant with his song as he has written it?  This is something new for me to explore with him during all of this purging of the repressed emotional trauma he has me releasing.  But it really does put things in order for me, and allow me to see the beauty of rediscovering an old classic song— that he desires to resurrect into the atmosphere again.

Not all residual deposits that disrupt the harmonics— are our fault; many are the result of what others have deposited in us; or they are the way in which we perceived the things done toward us— and are endarkened observations of what was once a beautifully crafted, elegant song (or life); and these discordant notes and vibrations must come out (hence, purging and releasing stored darkness, or trauma inflicted).

The stored traumatic events are like poison to our once pristine working system— that God created in his own image and likeness: where his sound was untouched, undisturbed, and functionally sound.  As he takes us through deliverance of the truth, then releasing of the poison, into healing of the tissues— our original musical score comes forth— in the way of a personal song (life): and we are thus saved fully, healed, and made whole in Christ Jesus once again.

I’m not sure we understand salvation— properly; nor with all its intricacies of phenomenal beauty as he saves, and recovers us.  Salvation is not a proclamation that we are united with Christ Jesus inside, as a couple.  Salvation is when our Lord has recovered his original song, taken it back from satan, and now sings it again (healed and whole, recovered and resurrected) into the universe; as it decimates the darkness with its light and sound (frequency and vibration).

Salvation is when a person turns around from discord with God (repentance), and rejoins him in his frequency and vibration (light and sound), and lives within a harmonious existence with God again— in holiness (separated from darkness now), sanctification (cleaned from the filth that defiled our pure and godly song), and consecration (to only sound off in harmony with God, and sing our song [life] unto God and brethren again).

Salvation is when Humpty Dumpty is put back together again by God (there is a workmanship to be had unto us).  And his song is heard in harmony with God’s melody once again.  Do you understand?  Do you understand how beautifully and wonderfully you were made, and how much God desires for you to shine once again, with him, as he is?

Psalm 139:14

“I will praise you; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvelous are your works; and my soul knoweth right well.”

New life creation in Christ Jesus— is just that: he is bringing forth new life in us: and that is salvation; for until then— what have we been saved from?  He, indeed, is saving us from ringing out an out of tune, endarkened, off key, dissonant sound and light (which is not as he is); whereby he comes and does a workmanship in us (a rewrite, a reformation, a restoration, and a resurrection of our song).  And that song being recovered— comes by walking a narrow pathway with him, and coupling with him in this rewrite of life within us: where we no longer kick against the pricks of who he is, and who we were made to be; but instead work within the confines of his song, within us, once again.

Few find this life, he states in scripture— because few are desiring to be rewritten in the depths of their person; and few see the beauty of him and desire to be as he is once again: but those who endeavor to have him rewrite their story and song, removing all the dross and discord (the brave souls of the Lord’s children), well— they are generational pioneers; who are redeveloping land masses with the Lord (their lives and songs— what they ring forth); and that is no small feat!!

He will finish his workmanship that he started.  He will recover his songs (lives) of his children, who have chosen him and his song (way of life) to sound within them: this side of eternity, or the other.  But he assures me— with much compliance to his process and procedures— we can be set free and made whole, whilst here, in a body, as a living soul: and that— delights me to no end, and makes this purging season well worth the collaboration of his workmanship.

My job— is to release (loose), and allow the Lord to resurrect (loosen unto me) the original song within me, as he brings it forth; when the poison (old lyrics and sound) has been purged out: that is when the real glory of the Lord comes forth— as the original composition is now— REMASTERED and re released: a new life cannot come forth if the old dead life is still being played.  When new life comes forth, in the means of a new song coming from the heart; that is when newness of life once again fills all our internal places; and we are no longer living from the fringe— but our core identity has been restored; and our original, elegant, stunning song of a life is remastered, and re released: this is salvation, and this is the resurrection of a dead life— into its original design and blueprint, resumed.

The way is narrow— because he is desiring for us to return to his image and likeness: and that is a unique frequency and vibration (light and sound) that is to ring forth; from an authentic heart, soul, mind, emotions, and body of work (a life).  The gateway to this life resurrected— is the shape of Jesus; and comes by yoking to him in his workmanship of restoration and resurrection of our lives (songs); and each life must go through a rewrite, or a reMastering: this requires death to the old man (song), and resurrection of the original design of you written before your mother’s womb, where he knew you, and called you forth.

We must walk this pathway with him; but when we are given to this workmanship of saving our song from darkness and death; we come into the light again, and are resurrected from death to life again, as well.

The gate is tight fitting (it’s the shape and likeness of Jesus).  The way is narrow, thronged, tribulatory (as we will have to come through a lot in salvation and resurrection), and tight in conduct or conducting— as the Composer rewrites the life to come forth in newness of.  And few find this gate and pathway— because few are looking for him, or obtaining him (which is what find it means— in the Strong’s, to obtain the life of Jesus within them, in this co-yoking).

For all who say yes to him— to uphold a marriage covenant with him; he will pursue you until he recovers your song completely (life); where the two of you are now sounding off in a melodious harmony once again: in a life (song) recovered, and returned to his image and likeness, sound, light, and ways: to me— that is what I understand full salvation to be.  Sadly— not many truly choose his beauty to return to.  Do we understand that means— our lives must be retuned/returned to his, where we are truly changed?  Because salvation is a rescue and a healing.  And if we are rescued and healed— we were once lost and captive, and broken and misshapen: he is the original designer— and he desires to recreate us into his image and likeness once again; where our song is played forth in light, love, and truth— as a divine expression of himself— incarnate.  

That— is workmanship he is accomplishing.  And that is a worthwhile effort to give ourselves to, as we soften to his hand over our lives: and we release what he is asking for us to uncouple with; and we rejoin to what he is asking of us to rejoin to: where our song (life) finally comes back into shape, and sounds off in harmony with heaven, God, and the Kingdom of: our original design and blueprint resumed— as he cleanses us from all evil and darkness.

This is where our song becomes pure once again.  And a life— is saved or recovered.

Until we come through this process with our Creator— we remain muddied, muddled, darkened, out of tune, and out of harmony with God (two as one): and we are in need of Salvation’s rescue.

Isaiah 46:9-10

“Remember the former things of old: for I am God, and there is none else; I am God, and there is none like me— declaring the end from the beginning, and from ancient times— the things that are not yet done, saying— My counsel shall stand, and I will do all my pleasure.”

There is a process to come through with our Lord, and he knows what he is doing.  We only need to surrender, submit, and soften to his prodings (the pressure of the hand of the Potter to his vessel), as he brings forth the life he has written (the song he once sang from his very heart).  And when damage to his song, or life that he has written, has taken place; he desires to save this song/life, and restore it, recover it, reform it, rewrite it— and then bring it forth— reMastered and re released: this is full salvation realized (or manifested) in the realm of the spirit, soul, and body (the sound, whole, life or song).

Damage— must be undone, for healed and whole to come forth.  And releasing poison from the body (sound whole) must be purged— before healed and whole will come forth: this is the process of salvation I am on, as he leads me down his path: and this part of the trek is tight, where I must step in his very footsteps, and repeat pattern, as he leads me through ‘the path of healing,’ now.  Because he desires to recover my song (life); and indeed— yours as well: and when he does bring us all the way through the healing process of salvation; that is when wholeness is realized (manifested).  And that is the place where the mind, soul, heart, emotions, and body— are brought into freedom; which is heaven’s song recovered in our lives (and his name is Jesus; and he brings us into his life once again, back to life).

Philippians 4:6-7

“Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.  And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.”

As I have been undergoing this trauma releasing from deep within my core identity; I came across some really profoundly descriptive thoughts from Fiorella Giordano that coincided with this ‘song’ the Lord was speaking to me about, that happens to be the ‘song of the identity;’ and this woman’s words fit well with what he has been speaking to me and showing me.  I stayed up till 4 a.m. putting this all together with the Lord (as I sat pondering what progress we have been making in this process that seems endless right now; because a lifetime of stored ill lyrics and sound— takes a while to release).

I will include Fiorella’s revelation points in the body of this below (intermixed in), along with what the Lord has been speaking to me over these past several days/week.  She does not speak of our identity as a song— but the Lord has been speaking to me that we are a song, each of us; and our life song is to be sung as he designed us to be: and thus— the reparation of the ruins, or ‘out of tune’ songs/lives.

There has been an overlaid theme throughout my week of traumatic emotional release (many triggers, purposefully, to initiate healing); and that theme is ‘the recovery of a song.’

The parts of you that collapsed under the weight.  What collapsed was the sound of your identity (Fiorella).  A song, and it was written over, and the weight of that rewrite— collapsed the original.  And yet, nothing, with God, is ever truly lost; everything is still retraceable to him.  And even now he is calling it back (Fiorella).

Psalm 34:18

“The Lord is nigh unto them that are of a broken heart; and saveth such as be of a contrite spirit.”

The Lord is calling back our songs from the ruins.  He is rebuilding the waste places.  Your identity is a vibration, a song our Lord has written— if you will— a living resonance that is recognized by heaven.  It is the identity of your spirit.  Your particular song is how you move in this universe; and when it gets distorted in dissonance— your life song does not play as it was designed to; and this disruption in your frequency and vibration gives way to a discordant sound that is not the real you: trauma, delay, warfare, beliefs born in deception/disillusionment and chaos can all cause dissonance with the playing of your song— or true identity reverberating throughout the universe in the realm of material matter.  When this happens— the song that God wrote that is your true identity— cannot come forth as it was written; and thus needs a rewrite once again: reformation, or— recall of the song/life.

“God’s restoration process is not just directional— but vibrational .  He is tuning your life back to the pitch of your divine design.  Dissonance happens when there is a disconnect between your identity and your destiny:  The divine rhythm of your being restored.  You are not stepping into a new path; you are stepping back into the sound of who you’ve always been.”   (Fiorella Giordano)

Jeremiah 1:5

“Before I formed you in the belly —I knew you; and before you came forth out of the womb— I sanctified you, and I ordained you a prophet unto the nations.”

Isaiah 43:1

“But now thus saith the Lord that created you, O Jacob, and he that formed you, O Israel— Fear not: for I have redeemed you, I have called you by your name; you are mine.”

He is calling our names once again.  Our names are written in his record of life; each name is a song he sings forth.  He is leading us each forth— from slavery to freedom, from lost to found, from discordant to harmonic in Jesus Christ.  The beat of your heart is being restored: the body keeps the musical score; and we are in need of a rewrite to call forth our names and songs— as they have been written.

John 10:3

“To him the porter opens; and the sheep hear his voice: and he calls his own sheep by name, and leads them out.”

Zephaniah 3:17

“The Lord your God in the midst of you is mighty; he will save, he will rejoice over you with joy; he will rest in his love, he will joy over you with singing.”

Generational trash has accumulated within the very DNA of the structure of our lives; and he has been speaking to me about passed down baggage or clutter.  This clutter or baggage is distorting our song within the heart; and the body is keeping the score.  This musical score then becomes more of a tormenting horror story musical score; and this just will not do when one is destined to walk in the light, and carry the tune of heaven— in earth.

Psalm 89:15

“Blessed are the people that know the joyful sound: they shall walk, O Lord, in the light of your countenance.”

Proverbs 14:30

“A sound heart is the life of the flesh…”

Psalm 28:7

“The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoices; and with my song I will praise him.”

Our lives— are our songs.  Each life is a unique tune, tuned from the frequency of Love himself, in a delicate weaving of a master weaver to the sound of heaven expressed in the earth (human soul and body).  We were written aforetime— but we became disharmonic, the symmetry of our song was off— leaving us in a state that required a turnaround (repentance) for we were out of balance, and our song needed reformation to be again sung: but in that— we must purge the old, and walk out the new (or rather— the ancient song and pathway, or identity). 

The rebuild of the ruins or waste lands.  

The reformation.  

The restoration.  

The resurrection of a song/life.

Psalm 32:7

“Thou art my hiding place; you shall preserve me from trouble; you shall compass me about with songs of deliverance. Selah.”

Psalm 40:3

“And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God: many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in the Lord.”

Psalm 69:30

“I will praise the name of God with a song (life), and will magnify him with thanksgiving.”

Psalm 77:6

“I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with my own heart: and my spirit makes  diligent search.”

Amos 9:11

“In that day will I raise up the tabernacle of David —that is fallen— and close up the breaches thereof; and I will raise up his ruins, and I will build it as in the days of old.”

Acts 15:16

“After this I will return, and will build again the tabernacle of David— which is fallen down; and I will build again the ruins thereof, and I will set it up.”

The Lord is slowly, though painstakingly, diligently and efficiently resurrecting me to life.  He is causing me to remember my song (identity in him, or as he wrote me); and in this rewrite, reformation, restoration, resurrection process— we must, together, purge the old song: and this— is my salvation in Christ Jesus— in the land of the living.  I have begun to learn of who I am— in him, of him, and by him; as he fights to uncover everything that has sought to obscure my song (light/identity) in him.

Psalm 118:14

“The Lord is my strength and song, and has become my salvation.”

There have been many things implanted within us that are not of our original song or score; and we must purge these lyrics and meters out from our resonance.  People act— as people do; but we are not to store within us— the song they send forth.  We are to stay true to our song; but in the progression of life here in this realm; we did not always have the best leaders and teachers (parents) or guardians— who were to show us what our song was; and how to cultivate, nourish, and preserve our identities as God wrote them.

Nevertheless— we are to now engage with Jesus, and allow his Holy Spirit to cleanse us of all evil, and everything ‘not of God,’ or that ‘sets itself against the knowledge of God,’ within our hearts, souls, minds, emotions, bodies, and lives: essentially— whatever unauthorized beings put into us— must come out (even what we ourselves placed in there, ignorantly).

Psalm 137:3

“For there they who carried us away captive —required of us a song…”

There are some pretty amazing people that the Lord does send our way; in uncommon forms, even— like your favorite online people in whom you gravitate toward; or even animals, plants, songs, artists, and any other form of beauty that captures your heart.  But, even in all the beauty God can send our way— if we do not get the infection out of us, in order to heal up properly; our songs will continue to be distorted (our lives), and our songs will call out into the matrix a resonant sound that does not echo back our spiritual identity or destiny in Christ Jesus: and that— must be rectified: and henceforth a purging of the Lord’s comes forth.

Psalm 137:4

“How shall we sing the Lord's song in a strange land?”

What an interesting question, yes?  Well, the truth is— we can’t, well, not with authenticity of heart; unless the heart itself is cleansed.  The result of singing God’s song in an unruly heart/life/identity/land —results in a dis-harmonic sound (it’s off, and it’s out of tune, and hard to hear).  The truth is— the land cannot be strange, as much as the fire cannot be strange upon the altar of the heart: it must be pure (both the land and fire of the heart).  So— a cleansing must take place, a purging.

You see— deliverance equals dealing with critters and entities.  Healing— deals with restoration after purging (deep spring cleaning).  And wholeness, healed and whole again— where our song is in perfect tune with heaven (God’s song) —is when deliverance, cleansing, purification, turnaround, reformation and restoration of the identity has authentically taken place within the heart, soul, mind, and emotions once again— freeing the musical score in the body.

There is a must —of physical— release that needs to take place, where all of the traumatic garbage is released through tears, speech, shaking, moving, and facing all that has been stored (stuffed down), and forgotten: it was not God who forsook us— in many ways, we have forsaken ourselves as we stuff down garbage that is literally killing us and our beautiful song/identity; as we pretend we are alright, and plow forward never releasing what we are supposed to, and instead— become storage devices for death, not life.

Ephesians 5:19

“Speaking to yourselves in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs (lives), singing and making melody in your heart to the Lord.”

It’s really difficult to sing the song of ‘life,’ when one is filled with death lyrics and symphonic measures.  A heart spills forth its contents— not what one desires it would resonate forth, but what it holds within.  And in my case, and the case for many others, I must first behold all that is in the heart, soul, mind, emotions and body; and then allow the Lord to bring it all up, to purge it out, and hence be emptied— to be refilled, or rewritten— to be resung.

A song cannot be rushed; it is well thought out of the Lord before he brings it forth.  And he will perfect it (make it whole) before he debuts it.  He is in the business of rescuing us fully.  There are no half measures— he told me.  He is seeking all, and nothing short of all: for his heart is pained when we are living lives of pain, suffering, and torment— steeped in well established fear and dysfunction.

The Kingdom of God is moving on our behalf— and many of us are cleansing generational lines, which means— tons of work to be done.  And that work is not speaking of going about and telling everyone what is in the bible, or what Jesus did on Calvary; it’s SHOWING them what the bible is, and what Jesus accomplished IN US.  The work to be done is the internal saving that is to be taking place, where the workmanship of Christ Jesus is coming forth, your life is being changed, he’s resurrecting life within you, death is departing, and a clean house is coming forth: where he now lays his head, and you do as well: rest being accomplished.

Many of us cannot sleep, cannot rest— our bodies always bearing about the sentence of death in them: and yet— he has come to bring us into life.  What a conundrum, yes?

Well— he is to be taking us through a process of coming out of death now, and into life.  Salvation— is a process of saving us, where he removes hell from us, and releases the prisoner to come forth, and step into the light now; where his love is, and where we can let go…. And we can collapse into a ‘safe place.’

I heard something yesterday that made so much sense.  I was listening to a trauma therapist (Christian) explain to a woman who went through a rape situation that the rape itself was not what originally brought trauma stored up within her— into her life.  Because he asked her how that made her feel (the rape), and she said confused and scared.  So, then he asked her if she had told anyone— and she said no, not a soul.  That’s when he said to her— the rape situation was not the onset of traumatic experience in your life— it was not having a safe place or person at home where you could come to, someone you trusted and relied on for help, assistance, and comfort.  The loss of safety at home— came before all other traumatic events— that came forth afterwards:  Not being safe at home was the first foundational trauma sustained.

Safe Place… I keep repeating those words to him as of recently.  I lived an existence where I did not have a safe place growing up: much fear instilled in me at an early age, and no soft place to curl up with tender words.  And so— when emotions are not appreciated, and love is lacking, and peace is only obtainable when you walk on eggshells around the adults in your life: your song ends up getting buried alive.  And Jesus is in the resurrection business: that is salvation of a life, when he comes in— and restores your heart, mind, soul, emotions, and body— from the song of death that was written over your life song; and once again, after purging out their lyrics and progression— you come out shiny and new again, born anew, and a life (song) is recovered.

AND THAT— is when your heart, mind, soul, emotions, and body— can let down, let go, relax, come into rest, peace, love, and true identity: that is when you are once again whole in the love of God.

That— is where I have been, and what we have been up to.  I am smack-dab in the midst of releasing decades of stored traumatic words, emotional outbursts, beliefs (spoken over me, or believed within me), neglect, harshness/hardness of heart, impatience, intolerance, disapproval, rejection, betrayal, ignorance, lack of true love, abuse of all kinds, and many more unpleasant experiences; that led to a state of internal hiding, with stored pain, fear— lack of safety— nowhere to run to (so you run to a refuge within, and often split off into another reality, an insanity break from relentless repeated traumatic experiences), and performance based living; with a whole lot of always apologizing— for fear— of the repercussions of just being alive as we are.  Some of us have literally been scared into death— scared to death, not loved and safe unto life— but scared to death; because of the people who we were subject to when we were so young and tender.  And this is a long and thorough process that our Lord is working in us all: salvation— is not a one and done (and I’m not sure we really even understand it fully, while we are in soul lives here); it is an ongoing process that Jesus will finish and perfect in us all— and not only here, but in the afterlife, as well.

These spiritual entanglements that have changed my song— are now being undone.  And I am required to purge the old song (everything that is not of God, godliness, heaven, or my real identity in him, by him) —and settle into him, draw nigh to him, as I watch him dismantle every false thing inside, tear down every hiding place where I was even away from him— for fear of— mentality, and come back home: that’s another thing I keep repeating from my core— ‘I want to go home;’ and this is the prodigal son response to an inauthentic song being sung forth.  And it is the heartcry of the Father— to have Jesus come in and rewrite our song (save us into our true identities once again): that is the full salvation Jesus is bringing to us all, available to us all: but it requires taking the road less traveled, opening up, taking account of what is going on inside, releasing him to do his workmanship, and coupling with him in it— no matter how difficult.

He tells me— fully healed and whole— is POSSIBLE— this side of heaven; and in the mature sons— he will bring it forth; for they have a job to fulfill in the lives of many more sheep with him: bringing the true, full, and real freedom to the rest of his flock: Isaiah 61:1-3 —to the fullest, in authenticity, and discipleship (making more freedom carriers, of the original song).

The storms will cease— when the dissonance is cleared.

Isaiah 61:1-3

“The Spirit of the Lord God is upon me; because the Lord hath anointed me to preach good tidings unto the meek; he hath sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound; To proclaim the acceptable year of the Lord, and the day of vengeance of our God; to comfort all that mourn; To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he might be glorified.”

“God is disentangling you from the collapse that tried to silence what he planted in you.”  

(Fiorella Giordano)

The recovery of our song (identity) —is the reclamation of a heart, mind, and soul— the Lord said to me.  It is taking one from an insanity break— to a sound mind, and sound whole of a person, once again; where the poison has been removed fully— and the vessel comes clean: this is where the harmony comes back into a life in rhythm and tune with God and the Kingdom of heaven.  In this process— you may very well find yourselves getting rid of generational fears, lies, beliefs, and functions; that your parents have/had, that you are no longer willing to carry within you, to take into your future: for you have chosen to return to the ancient paths, the true identity in Christ Jesus, and to rid yourself of anything not of his hand or building.

I looked at the clock yesterday, after waking from a dream where I was begging God to be able to help those who are drowning in a dissonant life (because many do not overcome this, but instead take their lives by their own hand; and I was broken up about this, as the Lord was bringing things to the surface in my own life; which pulled up such deep grief and sadness of a broken heart).  I awoke speaking to the Lord— begging him to do something, help me in some way to help others going through this; for I have watched too many depart from this world never able to overcome depression and suicidal thoughts; because the enemy prevails in keeping them down in the discordant song of their life.  I desire for many to be saved, freed, and cleansed; as God rewrites their lives in his love and truth of his person: a song resurrected.

I saw the number on the clock as I awoke from this conversation with the Lord— and it was 444, turning to 445.  Then I went into the bathroom to get cleaned up, came back to my phone— and it was 444, turning to 445 again!  I was beside myself— because I know what I saw when I woke up, and it was the same time on the clock twice, after quite some time in between: so I went to look at the Strong’s number concordance (believing there was a message there).

H444 - Hebrew: אלח

Transliteration: 'âlach

Pronunciation: aw-lakh'

Definition: A primitive root; to muddle— that is (figuratively and intransitively) to turn (morally) corrupt:  become filthy.

G444 - Greek: ἄνθρωπος

Transliteration: anthrōpos

Pronunciation: anth'-ro-pos

Definition: From G435 and ὤψ ōps —the countenance; from G3700;

man-faced— that is a human being.

H445 - Hebrew: אלחנן

Transliteration: 'elchânân

Pronunciation: el-khaw-nawn'

Definition: From H410 and H2603; God is gracious.

G445 - Greek: ἀνθυπατεύω

Transliteration: anthupateuō

Pronunciation: anth-oo-pat-yoo'-o

Definition: From G446; to act as proconsul: be the deputy.

Proconsul— a governor with wide power.

I was seeing what the Lord was once again showing me, over, and over, and over again— in the theme of a resurrected life, or a rebuilt song and identity: 444-445 was saying— the countenance of a man that was corrupted, a life muddled and dirtied (darkned); he was going to govern with power and authority, by his grace— a turn around, working a work— on behalf of another, as the deputy in charge.  The symphonic score was about to change, and the new song was going to come forth; because he always finishes what he starts: he always recovers his.

Folks— THE SCORE IS ABOUT TO CHANGE— please do not give up; but instead— give in, and feel everything he is desiring for us to release.  We must be brave during healing with the Lord; and step ‘into’ the painful emotions— AS WE RELEASE THEM: this is processing them.  If we will not process them ‘with the Lord,’ we will store them within, refuse to release them, and they will continue to ring forth a dissonant sound from within us: and the spirit realm is attuned to that in which it harmonically vibrates in common with: if God— then freedom, peace, love, joy, safety, kindness, gentleness, patience, forgiveness, wisdom, and all godly attributes; if satan or darkness— then a plethora of uncomfortable, unpleasant sounds and expressions coming from within our song.

Our Lord is desiring for us to sing the song of freedom: and I for one am willing to do whatever he’s asking of me to come through of this process fully.  I’ve watched far too many succumb to the darkness, and take them down; all because they didn’t know what they could do.  They felt powerless still (from a lifetime of manipulation and power tripping control, mental and emotional abuse, with a lack of an escape route), as adults; and yet— with Christ Jesus one can be set free: but in order to help others get free with the power of Christ’s love and truth, person and mission of salvation; one must first get free themselves.  A deliverer can hardly open another person’s cell doors of captivity— from behind bars themselves.

I am coming through all of this with the Lord: releasing, releasing, releasing— and in all of it— processing and assessing the damages done.  But even in this— once the poison is gone— the vessel can heal (heart, soul, mind, emotions, body); and then— the rebuild, resurrection, restoration, miracle of life can come forward once again: taking us from death— to life, and singing a new song (or, rather, the ancient one of truth: our identity in Christ Jesus): the Rock and Song of Life itself.

I have not arrived with all the answers— I am not God.  I am a creation of God that he is still in process of rewriting, in order to bring forth an original composition of an elegant song of his design (and even in that— I must surrender, right now, to his words that define me as such).  But as I come forth in this process, I have promised to share the journey with you; in hopes that you, too, would choose to come through all he is asking you to, as you follow him on his narrow pathway he’s leading you down.

For me— this area of the journey is so tight (within), that I must go it alone with the Lord.  And in many ways— I have been avoiding this process, and running (inside), to anything, and anywhere that I do not have to process the feelings and thoughts that I hoped would just go away.  But, as per the usual with Jesus 😉, he is asking me to do the harder thing— AND FEEL IT ALL, as it is released from my body, mind, soul, heart, and emotional storage: ugh, but so much sighing of relief everytime we come through another session of purging.  And just for your information— as he brought it forth unto me— feeling feelings, and releasing them to come up and out will not kill you; and should not be feared with Jesus Christ.

He’s not asking me to feel for the sake of feeling hard things.  He’s asking me to let it come up and out, and be no more inside of me, distorting my song, and the harmony of the score the body is keeping: where I can once again release the poison, and resume the song of heaven (not hell) within my innermost (not just my fringe peripheral).

I have been needing to have the core of me cleansed; and in many ways— that was to release the garbage storage bin: where many people and happenings stored up discordant sound within me.  And he showed me where I ‘went away,’ my innermost inward man— to find a safe place, because I didn’t have one.  And in this— I had a psychological break from my true identity and reality; and I found a false refuge to survive in— until now.  He said it was another realm of reality and existence; but it was separate from him, and I was covered, and enclosed in a stronghold refuge, that existed in another realm, but not the realm of his Spirit; and I needed to come out.  My fringe, peripheral, outermost areas of my core person were engaging God; but my depths, the heart of my soul was remaining in another place where no one could hurt me again.  But the problem was— no one could love me back together, either: or call forth my song again.

He is desiring to save us inside, and take back land from the enemy, the darkness, the lies, the false refuges that we go to —in order to survive what we could not change growing up.  But now— we have him, and we must come out into the light, and we must allow all the darkness to come up and out: that is not so scary when he is around.  And that process is— letting go, coming into his arms, feeling feelings, and processing thoughts and circumstances that embedded themselves within us— that need to come out (like thorns), so we can heal, be restored, recovered, and resurrected into life: this is salvation, he is salvation to me.  And he is working day and night to shake up all things within me until it all comes out.

It’s not been an easy walk— but I reckon, when it’s all said and done, it will be as he has spoken it: well worth all the effort.  And learning— that there really is nothing to fear with God, once all the fear, feelings, darkness, disharmonious sounds, sights, and discord— is removed from within.  And the song of life can once again sound off— from deep within the human soul, heart, mind, emotions, and sound-whole body of us.

The recovery of a song/life— is the beauty of the Savior, Healer, Redeemer, and Restorer of the ruins.  

I will do as he asks, and I will endure this process of purging.  And when this well is redug, and new life springs forth from the heart of it; I will know that life has won over death, and light has dispelled the darkness, and the sound of heaven has resumed where once hell threatened a life.

I believe— I have found a safe refuge in the Lord, now.  And I must allow him to finish his workmanship (salvation) within me: so that both of us, can live from the depths of me, and not only the peripheral outer limits of my inner man: where the depths of the well run clear, clean, and healthy once again: bringing forth the living waters.  As in Jeremiah 2, no more will it be a forsaking of the Lord’s fountain of living waters, where cisterns were hewed out— broken and unable to hold the living water.

And that— is a life saved!!

Song of Solomon 4:15

“A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.”

John 7:38

“He that believes on me, as the scripture has said— out of his belly shall flow rivers of living water.”

Revelation 7:17

“For the Lamb which is in the midst of the throne— shall feed them— and shall lead them unto living fountains of waters: and God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes.”

This, is the process of Salvation’s saving that I have been introduced to: and I dreamed (literally), that no more would succumb to death’s knock on the door of their hearts, souls, minds, emotions, and sound-whole of them; because the Saving God is now come, and with him— healing is in his wings.

I pray you will hear his call to your souls, minds, hearts, emotions, and song: and couple with him in this process, asking him to come forth with all he must, as you invite him into every place within you— so his salvation may come forth, his rewrite will commence, and the song will be reMastered and re released into this phenomenal, universal, symphony orchestral the Lord is composing and conducting.

Lord, may the resurrection of a life come forth in your people.  And may the power of the love of God to save— meet them right where they are.  And may the bravery of your little ones rise from the depths of their core identity— and face fear head on, to release and purge all that is not of God from within the depths of the well that brings forth the blueprint of the song you wrote them to be.

May you resurrect their lives, and bring them out of the discordant sound that threatens to take them down to the pit, and keep them there.  May their true identity rise up to meet you, and process with you, and speak with you, and feel it all with you— as you release the poison from within, so that healing and wholeness can be called forth, and spring forth in newness of life in your Son, Father: Jesus Christ.

God bless you all on your journey to the recovery of your song: I happen to believe you are beautiful as written; and need only to be uncovered, reMastered, and re-released to come forth in Life (Jesus, and his workmanship); and I am praying for you.

I pray this blesses you, enlightens you, assists you, and encourages you to walk with courage in the Lord Jesus Christ; as he finishes what he started, when he brought forth your life (or song).

Philippians 1:6

“Being confident of this very thing— that he who has begun a good work in you— will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ.”

There is a musical performance he is bringing forth— and you are an integral part of this symphony orchestra!!  Jesus writes music— and plays it forth on your heartstrings!!

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