Sunday, December 25, 2011

REST...In The Snow

Theresa PhillipsI just adore it when the Christmas holiday comes! All kinds of visions dance in my head! When they do, I just ask Jesus, "What is this?" Yet, this Christmas I feel a shift... a real shift. I have had "Hark! The Herald Angels Sing" as a ring tone for several years, and I also have been singing Christmas Carols with a new revelation. The words "Heavenly Peace" are on my mind from the "Silent Night" Carol. I asked the Lord, "Why I am feeling so, u know... HAPPY?"

"It's in the snow, Theresa," He said. "It's in the snow... Enjoy the rest of the snow. People who don't have snow will also feel the REST OF THE SNOW. When the 'snows' come this year, a revelation will be released!"

Job 37:10 By the breath of God ice is given, and the broad waters are frozen.

As I read this simple Scripture, I noticed my mind wandering all across the world... The Spirit of the Lord started to show me different nations and their celebrations. Again I was HAPPY! Time will stand still and many will gaze upon the beauty of the snow.

I heard singing. I joined in the chorus: "Let earth receive her King; let every heart prepare Him room, and Heaven and nature sing..." Yes, Heaven is always on my mind. I love to share about Eternity; it's our resting place.

Then I saw the giving. The humor. The tears. And the wonder... The young, the old... and me. I saw the poor and needy, and I saw the well-off. All having one thing in common: The need to believe. We are all equal in that. Then He spoke, "Theresa, the world needs to believe, just like Joseph." Then I remembered the Writ:
Mark 9:24 Immediately the father of the child cried out and said with tears, "Lord, I believe; help my unbelief!"

I thought that was to be my Christmas message until... Suddenly, I really felt my spirit soaring, when I saw a very light snow begin to outline the stone wall of our garden. That was when He spoke to me:

"Theresa, rest... as the earth rests beneath the fallen snow. Death has not taken place; it's called resting, so that when the sun (Son) shines once again, new growth will take place and the ground will quake with the sprouting seed. Ready yourself for the quaking of DESTINY!"  I love destiny!

Time to Look for the Blessing
I started to notice tears fall down my cheek when I realized the rest was at hand, and I had not entered that rest when the weight of His glory falls on us, and we abide under the shadow of that breath. I steadied myself and I fell asleep. In a dream, I saw a huge room with all kinds of clothing hanging on many racks. It's every woman's dream closet to have... wonderful clothing sorted by designs and colors. It was wonderful and easy on the eyes to pick out what u may desire to wear.

At the end of the room I saw an ancient mailbox hanging on the wall. Many who were in the room with me noticed it; they became afraid, saying some sort of evil was lurking around the corner. I was at peace. I placed my hand on the mailbox; it was rusty and fragile. Then I heard a voice say to me, "Just believe, Theresa, and receive the blessing." I looked about me; no one had heard it. But I knew now is not the time to look for evil (things are not as they seem), it was time to look for the blessing.

I looked at the box; inside that mailbox was NOTHING! Ha! That ancient mailbox existed by undisturbed grace... Untouched, it just was... resting. People were afraid of nothing. That is why I had peace. Then He spoke again, "Theresa, all u see here is for the asking and the receiving and the giving; I am a good Father, and I give good things to My children (see Luke 11:13). Tell My people to rest in Me, to abide in KNOWING I am the Divine. Let them know there is nothing 2 fear. I am the Redeemer; I live 2 pray 4 u."
I started to sing, "God rest ye merry, gentlemen, let nothing u dismay. Remember Christ our Savior was born on Christmas day; to save us all from satan's power when we were gone astray. O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy..."

Merry Christmas, World! Jesus loves u!    Here I am, Lord. Send me!

Theresa Phillips
Chicago Prophetic Voice


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