FROM OUT THE WILDERNESS: The Candles...

Saturday, 25 July 2015

The Candles...

A veil of mist I saw; but it soon lifted, and behind where it had been, were many unlit candles standing up. They were of different sizes; but all were of the same colour: for they all did the same thing. They struggled and strived, and with all their might, to light themselves! But in a candle is no light, nor is any in its wick; light did not originate in them.
Then one heard, and surrendered; and as it fell, it met the awaiting illumination of life! The living fire of love; waiting to light it from the very moment of its creation! And the candle was set alight, and all its molten wax poured forth as oil. Those who saw were touched. And knew how that they might shine, and fell also; and they were lit! Soon light shone all around! And the world was no longer in darkness: no longer deceived! Not in themselves, nor in increasing themselves, but only in their being consumed and decreased came the light of life, and a glorious shining!

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The glory of God: the light of the world FROM OUT THE WILDERNESS

It is now twenty years since we were “driven out” of the institutional church by the Spirit of the LORD, “called out” of ‘Churchianity,’ and all its systems, out of all its myriad forms, removed from all its beautiful ‘words,’ and resources of the world... and all that was only in the process of being “taken” in our beloved: “going forth unto him without the camp, bearing his reproach;” in which, for all those twenty years we suffered much tribulation...yet with joy unspeakable full of his glory.

Along the lonely way we sometimes looked for others who walked this path with him, but found so very, very few, who truly knew the way he takes us: “Where, Lord?” they asked him, (after he had spoken to them that “one would be taken, and the other left.”) “Taken, where, Lord?” “Where the dead body is thither will the eagles be gathered together.” It was only those who experienced the reality of this in our beloved, who were gathered together unto him; for the place of our gathering is in him alone where he is. Where he is, we are, in spirit and in truth. But today we remembered his promise that one day he would gather us together from out of the four corners of the Earth, and it is in this hope that we write FROM OUT THE WILDERNESS.

Perhaps he might carry upon the wings of the wind the sound of his life in our broken lives that day by day uttereth speech and that night by night sheweth knowledge... spiritual knowledge where is no speech nor language of men, where our own voice is not heard, that our line go out through all the earth, and his words to the end of the world.

FROM OUT THE WILDERNESS come some of our writings in parables and in story form... Out of the Woods; The Door in the Tree; The Butterfly Story: the Shadow and the Substance; To the Garden Returned; Stones of Fire; A Circle of Swift Songs; A Feather in the Air; The Story Behind the Waterfall; The Candles; The Bridge; A Bird on a Reed; The Room Within; A Wisp of Air; Mountains of Glory; and many others.

FROM OUT THE WILDERNESS comes “the hidden manna” of all those who have overcome in Jesus: in “loving not their own lives unto the death.” Hid in him, in the ark of his presence in the holiest of all, “the poor have the gospel preached to them,” and they share their testimony here, writing only what they learn through the things which they suffer.

With much love,

Judith,

New Zealand

Email: judithdeverell@hotmail.com