Arrows Shot into the Heart….
February 7th, 2010 by manifesteryadaThey found where my Love was stored, but later will I tell…. Tender is my Love and so visited with thoughts of caring. I poured my life through the sieve of time. Many, many years gave I, dying daily to save my Love from all harm. The pale horse rider rode by with glances but rode on. I fumbled more than once in the twilight before day was fully brightened. I found the muscle of soul to trudge on, not allowing my ignorant jesters to make monuments. I was a fallen angel like the rest of everyone; but I fought through the webs of that hell everyday like my life depended on it, and it did.
On the one side, the song said: “You must walk this lonesome valley by yourself.” On the other side, a voice said: “Lo, I Am with you through the end of the world” (compare Matthew 28:20 KJV). The tangle of complications and confusion fell like sweat-rain day in, day out. Perhaps I was too high in the cockadoo mind or too dumb with ignorance to believe anything but that my stumblings were direction indicators and that no matter the detour the road to heartland was shining just ahead.
The fizz of life in me was strong, and my strength of mind charismatic. I could reach down after crashing my toes into some object and pet them and say: “Doing good, boys”. The art of being a comforter lived in me to the extent I could even comfort myself. For all of this, I am not ashamed nor too beaten down to believe that I am washed in the life of Jesus Christ. “O, hum drum” was never in me to say. Life has never been boring to me.
Once I had tasted the electricity of God’s Amtricity, I lost desire for any other kind of spiritual food. I am manna-enriched with Manifest revelations above the sun. I was and am determined to shake loose my feet from the slime pits hither and thither on Earth. So I trode along the path to above the sun. They found where my Love was stored… Then one day, friends closer than a brother took aim with their crossbows and shot arrows into my heart. The pain in my heart was like a dying pain. I bled from my deepest guts. I nearly drowned in the tears that swamped my eyes. I could hardly believe possible that these arrows shot into my heart could cause such pain.
I went down to my wounded knees, for they sympathetically felt the heart pain. And there I prayed: “O God, if it be possible, make it as if these arrows had never been shot into me. I forgive them who have done this, for they know not what they did.” My wife of long time was also wounded in her heart, and we grieved together. Touch us, O God, and we will be healed! I could hear the shuttle of trains in the train station of my mind, the goings and the comings were of heavy traffic. Life goes on and on. I am a flowering weed, a strange cut among the population of the garden of life. “What would it matter if one of such entities dies?” the hollow drums played. “It matters to me!!” I said.
I dreamed a tourniquet was put on my lips that I might never kiss again the light that shines from above and poems my heart. It was a nightmare; I awoke in a terror.
I hear the bells of time ringing, and I know nothing can stop them from ringing. The days, the weeks, the months, the years roll by. What will it be tomorrow? What will it be tomorrow? The bells, the bells of time will tell….
And so, I will pick up the pieces of the plucked flesh flung from my heart by the arrows, and I will do my best to restore my heart to its fullness again. I will not bind myself to mislead or to tell the truth to anyone except the Lord tell me. Grey days will see blue again. And my once friends? I have put them into a love offering to God that God might restore paths for them to dwell in. I wish them no harm. I still love them.
The Manifester Yada
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February 7th, 2010 at 10:42 am
The song that comes to me is: “Work for the night is coming when man’s work is done”. Let us find joy in our labors knowing that the sharpest arrows reach their mark as God is reaching His own mark in us, and therefore the sting of the arrows is cancelled out by the miracle work of God. Death, where is your sting, and grave, where is your victory? Nay, I say, for God’s Word shall prevail!!!
February 7th, 2010 at 11:32 am
The Bible says “And I have given them over to a strong delusion to believe a lie”. And Jesus said” Father forgive them for they know not what they do” Nevertheless He was persecuted. So must we bear His scars in our hands and our feet.And the angels are the hands and the feet of Jesus and they will bear the news of glad tidings.For as Jesus died, yet will He be born again in our hearts. And we will rise again like the Morning Star.Praise be to Jesus !
—Child
February 7th, 2010 at 12:01 pm
I think the latter work has brought you new friends.
February 7th, 2010 at 2:18 pm
Believe in the night my brother, for the day cometh. The shadows only appear because of the LIGHT. Tho (friends and family)shoot arrows,——–THE FAMILY is stronger than ever. I know you have said,(I will lay down my life for them) The LORD does not require that of you. The LORD has given you a call, of which you have done well. We march on to the mark of the HIGH CALL hand in hand, not even the gates of hell can prevail against us. Praise be to the highest. I love you like a brother MANIFESTER, charge ahead!!!!!
February 7th, 2010 at 2:33 pm
Star light star bright shine on the Destinada to give us the strength, and endurance to run the race day in day out. I wish the wish of peace and love for all persons in the world. They have the ability to love but do not pursue that line of living with vigor. What will the unhappy people do in life? Do they look inside and see the vast dark empty spaces that live in them? They give themselves over to delusions believing a lie. I pray that the will of the Lord will be in their lives. I pray with the heart beat rhythm for them. I pray that love will heal the hearts and light will abound. I pray for peace and good will to come forth from the Holy Son of God to Manifest all those who will.
February 7th, 2010 at 3:04 pm
surely the resurrection miracle that Jesus experienced is being experienced also in your beautiful heart. love has ever been a transformative energy in this place.
i am thankful for each beat of your heart, and each tear you have shed. it is not possible that they have been in vain, for already, they have sewed fields beyond number.
may Love lift you beautifully this evening,,,
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February 7th, 2010 at 3:28 pm
Mr.Manifester,
You walk the walk and talk the talk.That has been the redeeming quality of the writs,audios and written text. What you have been destined to say has so many levels of impact it sometimes becomes overwhelming to comprehend. May your explosion of revelation continue for as long as possible. This may not be what many see or want to see, and this may cause you and yours undue stress, without doubt please continue.
Peace and God Bless your continued predestined task…
February 7th, 2010 at 6:02 pm
What a delight to have these blogs in sight.
When the arrow pierces your heart it pierces out heart too, for we are now a part of the part that is part of the whole.
Like when an arrow (bullet) pierced Kennedy`s brain and part of his flesh flew out, America cried, we all felt the pain, it stained America for a long time.
That was a good worldly man, but how about a good spiritual man, well Mr. Manifester you da man!
Never have there been such writings, and never have the hearts been so delighted !! Thank you so much and hear let me help you wipe the tears !
February 7th, 2010 at 7:32 pm
I am spurred to comment. I always just read. Your road has been long with many twists and turns I see. Sometimes being admired through being misunderstood. Humble thyself, consider the lillies of the fields. Friends and family hurt too and through Jesus Christ our Lord all things are made right. Sometimes people just need a Dad, husband, brother or friend and the pen becomes a barrier.
February 7th, 2010 at 9:39 pm
Though many arrows over many years have left your quiver and blasted themselves to other targets but not from your own bow… know in their place shall your pen spawn myriads of shafts of light who will make the mark for which they were destined…and so shall your pen be known as anything but a barrier, for it has ever been a bridge to launch your true friends and family into Star Rise trajectory, and so shall it be forevermore and so shall your oft’ broken heart be mended and flow rivers of living waters.
To those who know you not… I have known no one who has humbled uunself more, who has considered the lillies of the fields more than you, who not only felt with deepest compassion the hurt of countless human hearts but laid down your life for them in more ways than they ever knew. God knows my testimony is true, regardless how others may esteem it or you. An anointed pen is never a barrier for it flows from the Heart of God.
February 7th, 2010 at 10:12 pm
Your dedication is admirable fromafar. What would the parties involved say? Broken hearts are never truly mended until all is understood and to understand, without judgement or quick tempers, from all sides, hearts must surrender and consider perhaps elements of truth and reality come from the arrow.
February 8th, 2010 at 12:19 am
Welcome aboard goldenrod! Some are afraid to write and comment and i compliment you for coming forth, like your style too.
February 8th, 2010 at 1:52 pm
thank you - I don’t have a lot to say so I appreciate your kind words. What is the ultimate goal here?
February 8th, 2010 at 4:48 pm
Love knows no bounds, manifester. and i will pray for Love to flow from one to another and back again until healing comes, until tears are wiped away, until broken hearts are mended.
February 8th, 2010 at 10:18 pm
GoldenRod, it is love ! the ultimate goal
February 9th, 2010 at 12:08 pm
Love? sounds like a lot of healing is needed. From my perspective it reads like exploration of mind and possibilities from the manifester and adoration from commentors. I sense underlying pain. Lots of interesting ideas struggling to be explored while pain and stress abides. Prayers to all.
February 9th, 2010 at 12:51 pm
Goldenrod….
“From your perspective” may be launched in good intent but true love does not search for faults and does not judge. As to pain and stress, almost everyone in the world has that to some extent. So that, is not in the way you put it, a sensational discerning. As to adoration of the commentors, how about respect? The Bible says: “to honor a prophet in the name of a prophet”. Are there any of us perfect… no one, that I know. That is why we don’t judge. There are many sources of information that can seem reliable but are not. And yes, we are struggling in our faith and Love to explore the things of the Spirit.
Thank you for you comment and prayers. Please also check out some of the other blogs.
February 9th, 2010 at 7:33 pm
your heart is so beautiful, manifester, so courageous and steadfast….a life and a message i trust in the hands of God. i trust also that the bleeding hearts will be held with that same Love. all we can do is the best we can do and surrender control to our truest Friend. praying that the hurts will be transformed into strength, love, wisdom and truth….and knowing that i am heard. selah.
February 10th, 2010 at 12:29 am
When oppressed by the factions and foolishness of an unresponsive hearts…..
When it seems as though time has run its course and hope has lost its way…..
When the marchings of a million trodders have heeled across the bridge of your sworn oath…..
When the arrows of “friendly” and unfriendly fire have pierced the very muscle of the matter…..
When the water duct of tears has seemingly shed its last ounce of flow……
When the breath of a thousand sentences are caught in the throat……
When the mountain incline is steeped in a forever slippery state…….
When there is deep hurt and a longing…..
There is Am’s Love!
It is the proneness of Am’s wanting to heal and comfort!
It is Am’s desire!
There is no wound too deep and no situation that cannot be restored by Am’s Love.
We are knit with your spirit Manifester and joined at the hip with this ministry.
And we know that the night will pass and that joy will come in the morning,Selah
February 10th, 2010 at 8:49 am
Such stirring words, Bro.Bill, which translate into an inspiring depiction the power and beauty of the most wonderful truth and energy —> AMs Love!
February 12th, 2010 at 9:50 am
Quivering dove,
Calm yourself; shake not so violently.
There now, tender is the I-AM.
O’ Gracefullness, take this dove into Your palms; wrap Your cloth around the parts that have bled.
Ah, the angels come to sing soothing songs to put this dove to rest. Come, my sweet dove, let the vapour of Yah seep deep into your pores and comsume you. Look up! Look up! Lift your eyes to the heavens, for Yahvael comes to whisper great rejoicing in your ear.
I wait humbly for the day when this living Word lives and breathes through me. I feel like that day is just around the corner.
Thank you, dear Manifester, for your words of wisdom and truth. I love you, and may God bless you.
February 15th, 2010 at 10:31 am
Manifester, I am touched deep within my spirit by this Word you have delivered. As I read this Word, sobbing, I say I am truly touched by the anointing of your forgiveness and Love for others,,,,, and I Love you, Manifester….. This is such a beautiful Word,,,,, a Word so blessed by God and so,,,,, so,,,,, beautiful and wonderful. Dear, Manifester, I pray you will be restored to the fullest in your heart. Thank you, Manifester, thank you so much, and God bless you; may you continue being anointed…..