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Bitterness

When you are given to see the incarnation of bitterness concentrated in your direction, I doubt that there can be a more hideous spectacle, especially when residing in one whom you have known intimately for decades and who is supposed to have the opposite, love, toward you. This comes by revelation but also by outer manifestation in the end for, all things must come to light and be dealt with, and are in the “last days.” Only understanding of God can give one the encouragement to forgive, and faith to persevere.

But bitterness is the lot of every believer and everyone must come to terms with it once and for all in the end. This is the “wicked one being revealed” and dealt the death blow. While it is the worst time of all, yet there is cause for those who believe to lift up their heads because redemption is near at hand. The manifestation of that mysterious man of bitterness is a token of the Lord present for it is in His coming that the son of perdition is exposed and destroyed. But destroyed how? By being redeemed, transformed, resurrected, reconciled to God through the Son of God. It is a great and terrible event.

 

Bitterness cries, “You owe me!”

And she will not rest until

She gets what she wants.

She’ll not be persuaded otherwise

Nor will a substitute do.

 

“I disagree with You!” she cries to God.

“Either You don’t know what You’re doing

Or, You cannot do what’s right.

So I have to do it!

I have to take control of things;

I have to protect myself

And get what I want.

Nobody else can be trusted to do it for me.

But I know I can’t,

Yet I have to try

And try and try until

You will finally see it my way.

I am wise in my own eyes.”

 

Bitterness is stubborn;

She shuts her eyes and stops her ears.

She sees what she wants to see;

She tells herself what she wants to hear,

Yet is deceived in believing

That which is not true.

 

Her heart worships her ambition and desire

Perceived incarnated in this world’s promise.

Nothing can persuade her otherwise.

 

And the Lord comes

And grants her all her desire

And more than she asks.

He opens her eyes to see

And she closes them, seeing.

 

Brokenness cries, “I owe you!”

And cannot rest until

The debt is settled once for all.

He opens her eyes to see

And she rests, pacified.

Content is her new name.

 

Moon River Estates, Jan. 11 and
15, 2000

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