Good God Sunday Christmas Morning -The Gift Part 2 (Interlude and Finale)

A Little Boy with a Teardrop Face

There is a place of honor
There is a place of grace
It is locked within the mysteries of
The little boy with a teardrop face

I had this dream* the other night and as dreams do, I was taken to another time and another place;
The “rest” where dreams are not dreams but a Holy Ghost experience and a Holy Spirit embrace.
I stood quietly in the spirit, left seeking its meaning, its purpose
Pondering its reason and the spiritual rhyme
Was this a dream or was it a vision
Prodding and Pushing for Revelation
And why in this season
Was it in God‘s timing
that it would be during Christmas time?

To God all honors are given
Thru God we occupy a new grace
All I know there is purposed meaning
And it is woven within the mystery,
a captivating remembrance
Of
“A little boy with a teardrop face”

His dusky skin had a glow from the old world
And his face held upon it a prophet’s tear
And though he looked only about ten
His wisdom of hurt shone beyond his 10 years

As I stood looking at him
I cried silently “Lord what do I say to this child?”
And the Lord spoke and my spirit man began to smile

“Tell him I will never leave him
Tell him I will always be his friend
Tell him if he believes and obeys me
NOTHING
can destroy what I have placed in him.”

“Tell him I am closer than a brother
Tell him my love has no end
Tell him I am seated on the throne of mercy
I am his Alpha, his beginning
I am his Omega, his end “

As I sat there listening I realized
The little boy, was also you and me
We are the child the Lord wants to set free

“Tell him why Jesus was birthed to die
Tell him self-condemnation is a trick of fear
Tell him that I AM the God of Grateful and Joyful Tears”

“Tell him I am coming back
That the finishing has begun
Tell him that through my son Jesus Christ you are my sons
Just begin to tell him
And while you are telling him, tell them”
@Prophetess Sandra Dukes
With God nothing is impossible. (Luke1:37)

There is much wonder to be conceived for the Holy Spirit’s dream weaving is intricate in His Works.

The Interlude

And she shall bring forth a son, and thou shalt call his name JESUS: for he shall save his people from their sins. Luke 1:21 KJV

21And she shall bring forth a son, and thou shalt call his name JESUS: for he shall save his people from their sins. Matthew 1:21

As we continue to worship and praise the Glorious God –Given Gift of Jesus

Say the Name of Jesus
- Martha Munizzi
http://youtu.be/aBXJ27v9fAE

Romans 8:13-17
For if ye live after the flesh, ye shall die: but if ye through the Spirit do mortify the deeds of the body, ye shall live.
For as many as are led by the Spirit of God, they are the sons of God.
For ye have not received the spirit of bondage again to fear; but ye have received the Spirit of adoption, whereby we cry, Abba, Father.
The Spirit itself beareth witness with our spirit, that we are the children of God:
And if children, then heirs; heirs of God, and joint-heirs with Christ; if so be that we suffer with him, that we may be also glorified together.

As we go forward walking into 2012 we say hello and good-bye for the last time to the spirit of fear. If you have unrepentant sins and unresolved hurts lurking in the shadows this is the time to dismiss them. Whatever that has kept us bound to those things that God did not mean for us, kept us from living fully and freely in our godly purpose, in the name of Jesus we say “Farewell, Goodbye, So Long.

“And if you are with me I need to hear you say “Farewell, Goodbye, and So Long to Fear.
And say Hello to God’s Grace” – Kirk Franklin

Please Listen to the Finale
It’s okay to be happy, to laugh, to sing.

Kirk Franklin - Hello Fear
http://youtu.be/jk9mdTxG44I

*Dream of Little Boy with teardrop Face
In the dream I was handing out pamphlets or flyers in a large arena or a mall. While there I entered this beauty salon. No one noticed I had entered because there was a crowd of women and men surrounding this man who was talking and laughing. Within the crowd there were groups of families and friends, they were entranced in the man’s conversation .The man is what is generally deemed as having handsome features and the crowd was clinging to his every word. I will not say the man was arrogant or full of himself for I sensed he was not. He was just someone who was comfortable being the center of attention probably because this had been his position all his life. The man was dressed professionally. What I remember most about him was all theses pens and business cards in his shirt pocket, and his beautiful but seemingly practiced smile. He noticed I was looking at him and I could feel his discomfort, though I was not being or feeling cynical toward him in any way. I sensed he could feel I recognized him behind his masked exterior and this brought him uneasiness. At about the same moment I saw a little boy. He was standing to the side, looking displaced; he appeared to be about 10 years old. His eyes were wide with wonder, his hair was in rows of coarse curls and his skin was as dusky as the earth it came from, but what was so unique about the little boy was his teardrop shaped face. The little boy did not look like a street kid but he did look like he was generally left to fend the world on his own, a neglected child. As the little boy and I began to talk I noticed he spoke too serious for a child of his years. He became nervous, feeling insecure. I could tell he felt he had no self-worth so he began to talk about a popular minister, I did not know who the minister was. I could tell this is what he had seen and heard from those he judged to be accepted and respected. I thoughtfully stopped him and started telling him what the bible said “Touch not my anointed and do my prophets no harm” (Psalms 105:15). I explained to him how the Lord blesses a peacemaker for they will be called the sons (children) of God (Matthew 5:9). I told him of how God frowns upon a gossiper, talebearer and workers of iniquity (Proverbs 26: 17-28). I reminded him of the quote "Great people talk about ideas. Average people talk about things. Small people talk about other people.” It is then I began to tell him of his beauty, how God loved him and had plans for him to prosper. “For I know what my plans for you are, plans to save you and not to harm you, plans to give you a future and to give you hope.” (Jeremiah29:11)

I could feel his soul come alive, the spirit of fear flee and his face lit up in a smile of hope.
End of Dream

Again Have a Blessed and Merry Christmas
Love, Prophetess Sandra Dukes