The Restorer

I’ve been talking to someone whose grandson has had some trying times in life - many physical disabilities and ailments and many emotional situations because his youth has been robbed.  Where he’s had to be a protector of his mom and had to worry about things we think children should never have to worry about.

This morning, I was awakened with tears in my eyes for the many children who have been robbed of things in their childhood.  Those who have been robbed of the ability to walk and have been in a wheelchair all their lives.    Those who have been robbed of their innocence or have been treated badly.  Those who have sickness and disease.  All of these children grow into adults and now can’t trust people (or worse, can’t trust God) or live in insufferable pain, emotional or physical, because of the thief who came and destroyed their youth. 

My tears, this morning, started as tears of anguish and pain for what has been stolen from these children (children of today and children who have grown up), but that sorrow soon turned to joy.  God was showing me how each and every one has a Restorer.  One who will heal their wounds.  One who, 2000 years ago, died on a cross and became the final Sacrifice for our iniquities.  One who came to bear our burdens for us.

It’s finished – complete.  He’s already made the sacrifice and now all we have to do is turn to Him, rest in His arms and allow Him to heal those wounds.  Restoration.  The word I prayed over every one of my children because of the wounds I inflicted on them when they were in my charge.  The word I prayed over this woman’s grandson, over my friend’s children and grandchildren.  The word I prayed over my husband.  The word I prayed over my parents. 

I know this power of Restoration.  I experience this power every day and there isn’t a soul alive who can dissuade me.  The enemy himself continues to try, but I am too far along the path of the knowledge of Good and evil to ever go back.  When you’ve experienced the Restorer, Jesus Christ, and His healing power, it’s like a drug.  It’s a comfort from the stresses going on in our world – it’s a shield of protection.  

 Like it says in 2 Samuel 22:31 – “This God – His way is perfect, the word of the Lord proves true; He is a shield for all those who take refuge in Him.”

Unfortunately, even with the truth presented to us, many will flat out refuse to look at Him and even try to see what He has done for them.  In an analogy, just as a soldier has gone to war to fight for OUR lives, laying down their own to keep us safe in our homes with all our luxuries, so our Savior laid down His life for us.  The difference is, through Jesus (Yahshua) we have ETERNAL life.  This Savior has done it all – once and for all. 

 

My tears continued streaming this morning.  I could see tons of people coming before Christ, Yahshua, and the love in His eyes as He saw their pain and healed those who wanted Him to heal them.  And the pain and tears in His eyes when they rejected Him and wouldn’t allow Him to work in their lives.  Oh, how I felt that sorrow. 

I refuse to believe even one of my children or grandchildren will refuse Him.  I will fight that battle in prayer each and every day.  It’s too precious to be complacent. 

Then, when I’d been given this vision for prayer of restoration, I rolled over to look at my scripture for the day.  I Peter 5:10 – “After you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to His eternal glory in Christ, will Himself restore, confirm strengthen, and establish you.”  Wow – I love how good God is – how He gives me confirmation of the things rattling around in my brain.  How it is really Him talking to me and not just the pizza I ate last night!  How He loves me enough to confirm all He had shown me by giving me that particular Scripture at that particular time.  The cool thing, this kind of experience is for anyone.  I just happen to make time for it.

I can’t make the decision for someone who refuses to seek God and leaves doors open to an enemy who is here to kill, steal and destroy this world.  God is a gentleman and won’t force His way into our lives.  But I can PRAY, and pray I do.  When prayers to Yahweh, the God of gods, are made, the mighty Angels of Light are dispersed into darkness to fight the good fight and victories are won.    When we just ask, He’s there, ready to be our Savior.  Just Ask!  It’s that simple.   

He is going to restore my family to completeness in Him.  He is going to restore my friend’s grandson.  He is going to restore my other friend’s children and grandchildren.  (I say these people, specifically, because they’ve asked me to pray and I am often awakened in the middle of the night interceding in prayer for them – He will do the same for ANYONE!)

I am thankful for the Restorer.  I am thankful for the restoration of things robbed in my youth.  I am thankful for the restoration of my family and friends and their families.  I’m just plain THANKFUL!