A LODGE IN THE WILDERNESS FOR WAYFARING MEN

♠ Looking back into that world that, like Enoch, by the Grace of God, I simply walked out of over forty years ago and was seen no more, (Hebrews 11:5)  …I see that it has, just as prophesied, become the habitation of devils, the “hold” of every foul spirit, and the cage of every unclean, filthy, mean, and hateful bird on the planet. (Revelation 18:2)  Although these are the same Badlands that I was delivered out of forty years ago, they are a far more evil hellhole than before, not at all unlike Sodom and Gomorrah of old. What is even more alarming, however, is that Sodom and Gomorrah have become amenable in the realm of American Christendom today. Under the strange diabolical anointing that produces lying signs and wonders, Jezebelle has, with cunning, birthed a new and twisted child. Yes, out of the loins of Jezebelle, a Harlot has been born that deems herself “spiritual”. She possesses an uncanny gravity that seems to be irresistible to the offended, the gullible, the naive, the lukewarm, the busy, the proud, the greedy, the lustful, and yes, the religious. Drawing them with great swelling words, she promises them “notoriety”, “prosperity”, and “fire insurance” with teachings, such as Once Born Again, Always Born Again, The Great Transfer of Wealth, Salvation Without Repentance, Return to Judaism, and The Demise of the Gifts of the Spirit, all the while making merchandise of them.   Is it not through the innumerable whoredoms of this well-favored Harlot, this mistress of witchcraft and sorcery, that our once faithful nation has been sold into bondage? (2 Peter 2:3, Nahum 3:4, ¹wcv)

♥ Howbeit, out on that Old Heartworn Highway, there are Lodges for the Wayfaring Man hidden in the Forest of the Deep Fetch and scattered throughout the Wilderness where Godly men and women might rest in the Warm Hold of the Presence of the Lord, (Jeremiah 9:2,¹wcv & ²) and fellowship, one with another, to exhort, encourage, and prompt one another to tuck away the Foundational Truths of Christ in our hearts and move on out into the deeper Mysteries that are hidden in The Son of David, the Son of Man, the Son of God, that we might not only feed on the finest of fare Thanksgiving has to offer, but also on the strong and steadfast things hidden in the powerful Gifts of the Spirit, for it is the ones who operate in the Gifts of the Spirit that make Satan tremble. (Hebrews 6:1,  5:11-14, Luke 10:9, James 2:19)

♥ I can’t think of a better way to spend Thanksgiving Day than to dine on the Goodness of God with His Kindred Kind.

♣♠♣ For Ain’t It So, that on this, sometimes solitary and sometimes grueling, journey Home to that City Not Made By The Hands Of Man, we must, by Faith, continually Abide, one on One, in the Secret Place of the Most High to maintain the Warm Household of God on earth!? For we are His earthen vessel, and our hearts are to be His Warm Household on earth… (1 Corinthians 3:16)  … which is why, hidden throughout that vast wilderness that lies out there before us, are Lodges hidden deep within The Forest of the Deep Fetch. Scattered throughout this Ever, Present Wilderness of every form of godliness, void of the Spirit, along with every form of godlessness imaginable, there are, earmarked by the Spirit of God, FELLOWSHIPS where we might LODGE, and for a season, Rest, Rejoice, and be Refurbished with our Kindred Kind, free from the dangers of false brethren, the incessant mockery of FOOLS who deem themselves wise, and the Perils of Judases and Sauls, that, after a season or two, we might set out again with even greater gravity, deeper revelation, more sincere compassion, and an even a more absolute resolve than we had before. And though they seem few and far between, these LODGES are there; distinctive and distinguished from the overwhelming multitude of religious organizations constructed by the hands of men, as opposed to the Holy Wonder. These LODGES IN THE WILDERNESS of which I speak are earmarked by the Spirit of God Himself! Hidden in the Forest of the Deep Fetch and scattered throughout the Sodoms and Gomorrahs of this Present Evil World, these LODGES  have been established and earmarked by the ones gone on before us so that we might, in the coldest day, the darkest night, the deadliest of tempests, and the greatest of perils, find Rest For Our Souls along The Way amongst our Kindred Kind. For the Lord Himself knows that “As Iron sharpens Iron; so does the godly man and woman sharpen the countenance of their Kindred Kind” (Proverbs 27:7, ¹wcv). We need each other!

♥ You see, I had twelve, even thirteen dear friends, not including the ONE that sticks closer than a brother, who were known as men who were “Wondered At” on earth (Zechariah 3:8), who, some years back, went through this neck-a-the-woods before me, establishing and benchmarking these hidden places of Spiritual Power and Revelation for us who follow.  In doing so, they placed themselves in harm’s way. One even wrote that five times he had received forty stripes from the cat-of-nine-tails, and was, three times, beaten with rods. Why, he was even stoned to death but was raised up by the same Spirit that raised our Kinsman Redeemer from the dead. This man also testified that he had suffered shipwreck in the deep three times. He goes on to say that he was often in the great peril of robbers, thieves, and murderers, and also in the great peril of those who were once his own countrymen, imagine that, and that he was, at other times, in the great peril of the barbarian in the wilderness as often as he was in the great peril of the heathen in the city, but I believe his greatest peril of all was the peril he suffered from False Brethren, (the Harlot Church), for they did hate him. (2 Corinthians 11:26)  However, as these men who were “Greatly Wondered At” did, long ago, traverse this treacherous neck-a-the-woods, they did so by the same Spirit that raised Jesus from the dead. They not only established but recorded the what-with-all and the whereabouts of these Hidden Lodges in the Wilderness and the Forest of the Deep Fetch in a Book of Divine Revelation, Inspiration, and Guidance so that we might, by the Wisdom of God, find rest for our souls, strength for our bodies and the spiritual cognizance to delve into the Deeper Things of the Spirit that will enable us to stay-the-course while encouraging as many strangers as possible to come out of the habitation of devils and to convince as many of God’s people as possible to stop fooling around with Delilah and ride along with us to that City Not Made By The Hands Of Man, for the end of the Dispensation of this Age is at hand. Now, “Seeing that we have such a great cloud of witnesses who were genuinely “Wondered At”², that have gone on before us, don’t you think that we had best lay aside every weight that hinders us and every sin that does so beset us and with full resolve head out for that City Not Made By The Hands Of Man?” (Hebrews 12:1, ¹wcv&²)

♠ As for me, as the last leaf falls yet before the snow flies, I must remove myself from the wonderful conversation and the great comfort of this Thanksgiving Day Feast in which we have gathered to honor the ONE, Who is, this very hour, building that City Not Made By The Hands Of Man, and be on my way, for here on earth, the days are growing darker and the time, shorter.

♦ What an honor and a Joy it has been fellowshipping this Thanksgiving Day with friends that, like the Lord, stick closer than a brother. And because we have, In His Name, gathered together in this place, even though we are but a few, I think it only fitting that this place be deemed a Lodge in the Wilderness for the Wayfaring Man (Jeremiah 9:2), for there are some who come through these doors who are still fulfilling the Book of Acts and fellowship with them does, undeniably, sharpen the countenance of God’s Kindred Kind.

♥♥♥ Oh yeah, I almost forgot; just what is the EARMARK these Lodges bear that are scattered throughout the Wilderness and hidden in the Forests of the Deep Fetch?  Well, as far as I know, they’re known far and wide as THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE REMNANT. They operate in the Gifts of the Spirit, and amongst them, there is no division.

SUMMARY

♥♥♥ My faithful Steed, whose name is “Holiness Unto the Lord”, like myself, has been stabled, fed, and received ample rest for the journey ahead. And though I was born and raised in a nation privileged by the Hand of God, I have come to find that the Lord is sorely displeased with those who live a life of ease. (Amos 6:1, Zechariah 1:15) I mean, if in the “Age to Come” our labor², our goods and our trade will be “Holy Unto the Lord”  (should the same not be Holy Unto the Lord here and now?); Why, even the harness bells that bespangle the necks and hooves of the horses in that City Not Made By Man shall be engraved with the words, “Holiness Unto the Lord” (Isaiah 23:18, Zechariah 14:20,21)  Now as far as the devastating doctrine, The Great Transfer of Wealth, is concerned, which I perceive, garnered some attention; the Age, of which I speak, that is to Come, which is nearly upon us, will bear forth a Kingdom that will bear forth an economy whose prosperity will dwarf the wealth of Solomon and that of the United States of America put together. There will be no poverty there (for there will be no politicians), and those who “love the sword” will study war no more. (Isaiah 2:4) There will be an ever-escalating joy unspeakable and a “Peace” that will surpass all understanding. (1 Peter 1:8, Philippians 4:7)   The wolf shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid; the calf and the young lion and the suckling shall feed and play together; and a little child shall lead them all. Nothing shall ever again hurt you, nor shall there be any destroyer in all of My Holy Mountain, says the Lord of Hosts, the Son of David, the Son of Man, the son of God  (Isaiah 11:6, 65:25)  Now, having taken all of this to heart and considering it closely, there is only one reason that I can come up with as to why anyone would turn down an offer such as this from our Kinsman Redeemer, the Prince of Peace Himself, and that is that they love this Present Evil World.

♠ Now, considering the plight of all mankind in these dark and dwindling days, I must, even at my age, saddle up and head out into the Winter of My Years for that City Not Made By The Hands Of Man to see who, along the way, might be interested in stepping out of the status quo of this present, evil world into Life Eternal,  which is what this Letter From Over Yonder is all about. Now AIN’T THAT SO!?

ALL IN TIME by Will & Annah Callery / Written by Annah & Will Callery / William & Cynthia Pub. Co.©2012 BMI

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