THE UNUSUAL ONES

A scrawling on paper in the failing daylight on a final day of a previous decade.  In the dim light and against the hum of household appliances, this daughter bent low beneath the breath of her Father as He spoke. 

Here’s what I heard.

Heaven’s whisper to our generation, in our current times.  A word of calling, invitation and challenge. 

A prophetic word:

THE UNUSUAL ONES

Who are they?
Where are they?

Those who desire my Voice.
Who seek my Face and break through to the chambers of Heaven.

Where are those desperate ones?
Who pour over the scriptures to hear my Voice?
Who dig the deep wells of the Spirit?
Who dwell on their knees for an encounter, a touch?

I am seeking those ones.
I am searching, as I always have.

These are the days when their cry is all the more piercing in the Heavenlies.

They are the Unusual Ones

The ones willing to pay a price on their knees.
They will not be disappointed.

My heart is turned toward them.
I am searching the Earth for them as they search for Me.

Where are they?
Those ones not satisfied by the world.
Those refusing the pollutants of their day; denying shallow gratifications and earthy appetites.
Those ones yearning for more.

Where are they?

The ones setting themselves apart?
Those ones crying out in their hearts?

The Unusual Ones
The Set Apart Ones
The Marked Ones
The Hungry Ones
The Brave Ones
The Seeing Ones
The Bold Ones
The Yearning, Praying, Tasting Ones

Where are they?

Hiding themselves in my Shadow.
Where are they?

Wrestling to attain.
Warring till they are filled.
Captivated.
Enthralled.
Seeing.
Knowing.
Understanding

Where are they?

My ear is drawn.
My Spirit is near.
My Presence in habits.
My answers whispered to their yielded hearts.
My Power manifest.
My Glory revealed

To those ones

The Unusual Ones

Filled.
Healed.
Sent.

They will see Me.
I will meet them.

I am coming to them.
I am coming through them.

I am their great reward.

Because they have not been satisfied with anything else,

I will be their reward.