Old Dog I
Must Be Poured Out
Bob Neumann
Children, I must be poured out, FOR IT IS WRITTEN…. I MUST BE POURED OUT, I MUST FLOW, I MUST FILL. All flesh will feel ME, yet very few will receive me. All MEN will hear ME and tremble in their fear. Very few will listen for MY VOICE in the midst of their ‘storms’. And of these who will obey MY WORD that is in their Heart?
So many read the words but so few comprehend the message. When the Prophet Joel warned of the GREAT and TERRIBLE DAY of the LORD it was because he heard and saw and felt…so he obeyed MY VOICE and wrote it down. Few ever listened for MY VOICE, but I WAS THERE. And to all those who would seek, I AM STILL HERE to teach…
I AM the WORDS and I AM the GIFTS. I AM the ONE who empowers, strengthens, and anoints. Within the WORD I AM called by many NAMES and Manifest MYSELF in MANY WAYS. THE BREATH OF GOD. THE FORMER AND LATTER RAIN. THE BURNING BUSH. THE OIL OF GLADNESS. THE BALM IN GILEAD.
I AM WISDOM. I AM THE COMFORTER.
Many Images I have given you because your need are so many. Many Names I have given taught you so that you might call out to ME. I AM ABBA and I AM LOGOS and RHEMA and I AM RUACH. AND I AM ONE. AND I AM HOLY.
Children, few of you truly know ME and this is the source of MY GRIEF. Little children have no trouble seeing and hearing ME in everything around them. For in their simple prayers and guileless innocence there is simple faith. Simple acceptance. Faith unpolluted. Faith without strings attached. And I do not add the strings…
Each Image that has been given to you has been simple and direct. Yet you do not accept the simple when offered.
IT IS WRITTEN….MY SPIRIT WILL I POUR….. Why are you still anticipating that has been and still is? Are not MY servants and handmaidens speaking MY WORDS to you? Are not young and old alike seeing MY WILL in DREAMS and VISIONS? Do they not give report unto you as I HAVE DIRECTED them?
What is wrong? Hasn’t anyone noticed all the ‘SIGNS and WONDERS’ about you long enough for you to realize IT IS DONE? Has anyone understood that the reason I AM POURED out upon you is to renew your minds in the POWER of MY WORD! To cleanse you and to conform you into THE IMAGE of THE ANOINTED AND OBEDIENT ONE who poured HIMSELF out for you. HE whom the IMMERSER spoke of would “baptize IN SPIRIT AND IN FIRE”.
This THE MIGHTY ONE HAS DONE for I AM, yet still you do not receive ME.
What is it that you seek, a heavenly sprinkle of ‘Holy Ghost Goosebumps? A quick jolt of something you can call ‘power’. You make a big show of “inviting” ME into your midst’s either forgetting or denying part of MY ESSENCE…ETERNAL AND OMNIPRESENT. You ask for ME to bring HEALINGS, DELIVERANCES, PROSPERITY, JOY, FREEDOM, LAUGHTER, EMPOWERMENT. BUT YOU THEN REFUSE TO LET ME FLOW…. AND I MUST FLOW
You preach so many good sermons about putting “GOD IN A BOX” yet restrict MY flow at every turn…at every stronghold….
I AM POURED; AND I MUST FLOW FOR I MUST FILL ALL WHO RECEIVE† ME. You keep doing the potter/clay thing so well, yet I MUST ASK…when is it finished? When you say? When you decide? When will you see the PURPOSE of all that has been spoken, all that has been written? You enjoy the breeze and the rain. You sing about the “LIVING WATER” and the “NEW WINE”. You pray for the oil to drip down and the fire to fall when it adds to your sermon. But I tell you falling fire must be caught in an Anointed Vessel. False fire and wild fire are all around you and you must pass through it. Do not stop in the middle of it to throw yourselves pity parties to wallow in.
Children you must pass through that which is eating away at you. You keep asking for HOLY FIRE not knowing that you must be immersed and held under till the dross is removed, the clay is baked, the steel is shaped.
The clay needs the FIRE with each glazing it takes. The gold will need the FIRE for seven smeltings to be purged. But the steel seeks the FIRE over and over till THE MASTER’S pleased with HIS HANDIWORK.
WHO AMONG YOU DESIRE THE FORGE AND THE HAMMER? WHO AMONG YOU DESIRE THE LONG HOURS OF THE KILN? WHO AMONG YOU DESIRE THE REFINER’S FIRE AND HIS MOLD?
Children; it is well to seek the GOLD I offer. But who will take the FIRE to serve THE LIVING GOD. To be shaped and developed as a VESSEL of HONOR, a TOOL of THE MASTER, a WEAPON of THE KING.
IT IS FOR THIS PURPOSE I AM POURED SO I MAY FLOW AND FILL.