I sat down to spend some time with God, and I closed my eyes to just relax and kind of clear my mind from all the daily jangle we all collect. As soon as I did this, a picture flashed in my imagination–very clear, like you’d see if you were there in person–of water rippling, reflecting colors, some reds, whites, like boats or something, and light of course–the way water does. That was all. I watched to see if there was more, but there wasn’t.
Without really thinking about it, I opened my bible at random. This is a thing I almost never do. Usually I have somewhere in particular to go, or I have some reference I feel God is speaking to me. This time, it was just random. The thing I read was a passage from 2 Corinthians 6 and 7 about being separated from the world:
(2Co 6:14-7:1) Do not be mismatched with unbelievers. For what partnership is there between righteousness and lawlessness? Or what fellowship does light have with darkness? What agreement does Christ have with Belial? Or what does a believer have in common with an unbeliever? And what agreement does God’s sanctuary have with idols? For we are the sanctuary of the living God, as God said: I will dwell among them and walk among them, and I will be their God, and they will be My people.
Therefore, come out from among them and be separate, says the Lord; do not touch any unclean thing, and I will welcome you. I will be a Father to you, and you will be sons and daughters to Me, says the Lord Almighty.
Therefore dear friends, since we have such promises, we should wash ourselves clean from every impurity of the flesh and spirit, making our sanctification complete in the fear of God. (Holman)
I asked, “Lord, what do You want to say to me?” This is what I believe I heard from Him. (My explanations of what these words meant to me are in parenthesis.)
Wash yourself. Come clean, Child. Clean, pure water gives the best, lovliest reflections, even as you see through the water right down to the riverbed. Murky water also reflects, but it is not transparent, and the reflection suffers. It will be flat and lifeless, with no light behind it. Murky water reflects only from its surface layer, while pure, clear water reflects all through. The light bounces around within it, enlightening even the deepest parts.
(Believers reflect Christ to the world–our ability to do this accurately suffers if we cling to the things of the world.)
Keep yourselves unsullied with the world. Flow through, but leave the silt behind. Don’t pick up the world’s habits, values, menus.
This sounded okay–only the last bit was odd. “Menus?” I asked . . .
Menus. The world’s nourishments are sickening to the heart of My children. None of their foods are suitable for you, My Children. Let Me be your food and drink. Let Me be all to you. (Obviously, He is talking about spiritual sustenance, not physical food.)
Water is cleaned by taking it, as vapor, up into the sky. Thus I remove all impurities regularly. Likewise you must be cleansed by daily drawing you up to Me. Impurities are also left behind in the clouds as the water vapor freezes and other vapors, more volatile, waft away. I purify you, My Bride, but you dissolve all that you take in. Keep yourselves, therefore, only unto Me. (The bride is a frequent New Testament metaphor for the church.)
I asked, “Are You saying, ‘No movies, music, etc. not dedicated to You?'”
No, it’s not that simple. You don’t keep yourself pure by obeying rules. You need to understand how very “other” you are with reference to the world. You must resist the tendency and temptation to take in the world’s values, desires, even its “common sense,” for I have My own uncommon sense, and what seems foolish to the world may be wisdom to Me. I will show you as you walk along, if you remember to walk along side by side with Me. Hand in hand, I will show you one thing and then another.
You can only just barely imagine what I have in store for you, for I am the most surprising, surpassing, unpredictable guide you could possibly have. Don’t try to equate or compare Me with the world and anything of the world. I’m not even on the radar. You are in a whole other, bigger, vaster, more-alive-than-you-could-possibly-imagine world when you walk with Me.
I have freed you from this world. You are dead to it. You no longer belong in it, but only walk here as a subversive element from Me. (That is, subversive against spiritual wickedness.) You are in it, but not of it. Don’t try to fit in. You are Mine. You’re supposed to stick out. Keep the mud out of the water. Mud never becomes water. Water does not redeem mud, nor make it better by mixing with it. The water is fouled–nothing more.
Come out of the present age, Daughter. Do not soil yourself with it. You must shine with the purity of who you are in Me. Otherwise how will anyone notice you are different? The garment soiled by the flesh is not suitable for My bride.
Kind of along the same lines as my earlier post, Render Unto Caesar. God seems to stay on a subject with me once He introduces it. I had a dream a few nights ago involving a river that also develops this subject. I’ll post it–or some of it–soon.