As my thoughts and prayers were of the
coming Thanksgiving which will mostly be a time of feasting, ball games,
and family getting together, I recalled the story of the Pilgrims who came
together to worship and thank the Lord for their first harvest in a new
country. They had left all
to live in a strange land that promised
freedom and liberty to worship God. They knew they owed all to His
taking them across the Atlantic safely.
Then the Lord spoke this to my
heart:
A WORD FROM THE LORD FOR
AMERICA:
"My children: Without Me you can do
nothing.
Never have I overlooked My pledge to honor those that honor
Me. Your forefathers were recipients of the great freedom and liberty I
accomplished for them because of their acknowledgement of My name. Your
great country became blessed, but only because of a people
determined to walk in My
ways and who knew they must teach their children to never
forsake Me, the source of every good and perfect
gift. During
the centuries that followed them, I raised up great leaders, gave
wisdom and laws such as none have ever come from the minds of men.
I built a Godly nation to carry My gospel to the world.
I preserved it in times of war, forgave and received its sincere
repentings when they stumbled, gave revival again and again and prospered it
to become the greatest, most blessed in all the world.
Yet at this very hour I have once again become "despised and
rejected and acquainted with grief" just as my prophet spoke of
what also happened two-thousand years
before.
You now look in every direction,
try every suggestion of man, yet your problems overwhelm your thinking because
you have not made My thoughts your thoughts.
You reject My
thoughts because they appear foolish to you. Yet have I not said that
I have chosen the
foolish things of this world to confound the wise? No carnal
mind can ever understand
them, only those who seek Me for answers and obey what I
say. Did not Joseph tell Pharaoh that interpretations belong to Me and immediately
gave Pharaoh the answers to his two dreams? It was because Joseph
walked in My ways. His thoughts were My
thoughts.
But "another generation has
arisen that knew not
Joseph".
"Can we not change things by
elections? Can we not spend less? Pass legislation? Less
taxes?" You grope for answers to come from yourselves, from your
own ingenuity. Have you not noticed that they all seem to fail
you? New problems arise as quickly as others disappear?
The waters behind the dam have
been held back because I am long-suffering and merciful. It was My
fingers that have blocked the leaks that
threatened that
dam, but you have not recognized it. Instead, it is YOU who
removed MINE and inserted your own. And now
yours
fail under the increasing
pressures that are soon to break it apart and release the
overflowing flood that will surely follow. Pride
will
not let you admit this is what is
now happening.
There is little time
I do not hear cries of
repentance, nor see the tears from this nation anymore. Instead,
the blood of innocents cry out from their slaughterings, Their fornications
and lewdness have polluted this generation and made it to be
"acceptable". They reject my Word and mock My servants of
righteousness. Their idols are set up in their
hearts.
The strength of
your nation is gone--not because I wished to punish, but because
it has chosen its own demise by rejecting Me in
their hearts and thoughts.
Yet there is a remnant who have not
forsaken My love and know My ways. I will never leave them nor forsake
them. I know My own.
You who love and receive these
words, seek Me and listen to My voice: Light a flame of fire to your lamps,
trim the wick and have oil in store. Do not slumber as the
foolish virgins, unprepared and assuming it can be borrowed from the
prepared ones or be purchased elsewhere.
Wake from you
slumber!
Prepare for My soon return. I am
about to remove My own to another place once again. My people who have
left all to follow Me: They will escape the
floodwaters soon ready to burst forth.
I will soon, once
again, remove My own and carry them safely to a
prepared place.
Comfort your hearts and rejoice that you are counted worthy...with
thanksgiving!"
MARY E.
ADAMS