For they were all trying to frighten us, saying, “Their hands will be weakened in the work, and it will never be finished.” But now, my God, strengthen my hands.
Sometimes while we maintain our stance against the enemy we will become weary. That is natural in a long fight. Wearying the saints is one of the foremost tactics of the enemy. The longer the fight the wearier we become. When we become weary that is the time He strikes. God is giving us the ability to move beyond that limitation in this kingdom age. He is strengthening our hand.
We are particularly susceptible to fatigue when the battle is close to our heart. As we may easily become discourage and give up. May I encourage you to not give up. When we become weary that is the time to push beyond our limitation and the voices of sent to frighten us. We must push forward to access the supernatural strength of God that is within.
Many years ago I had to draw on the strength of the Lord to overcome physical fatigue and anguish of soul, at the lost of a family member. For weeks we prayed for her as she battled the scourge of cancer. God gave me a message of hope and healing to deliver at her church. It was my first sermon. That Sunday morning I was very nervous. Doubt and fear weighed me down. In the early hours before day break, I decided to seek the Presence of the Lord. I deep down inside I knew that all would be well once I am before him. Almost immediately as I begun praying in the spirit (tongues) I was in a trance. I saw my body in the heavens. I was kneeling with my face on the ground as I prayed. A large cloth billowed, as if blown by the wind before me. Very slowly my view widened. What looked like a white curtain was actually pure light wave. Then I saw two large sandaled feet. The view continued to expand. I became smaller and smaller. Until I was only a speck. Before me was the Ancient of Days. He was seated on His throne. A being of pure light. The light moved in waves around, in and on Him. The throne was composed of a solid white stone. Even it had light within. All around him was darkness but the brightness of His glory shone through. His eyes were fixed on me. “GO!” Came the thunder of His voice. The power of it reverberated through my body. In the snap of a finger I was awake. My body shook violently. It took almost 30 minutes before I could still my body. But I still felt the shaking within for several hours. When I ministered you would never have thought it was my first sermon. The fire of God was present to confirm the word. There were signs and wonders. Yet my cousin died.
I was devastated by the loss. We hardly knew each other. I met her only a few weeks before the death but it still hurt. I could not understand what had happened. My confidence in God was shaken. I felt defeated and let down by Him. How could He not keep His Word? Little did I think to ask why the tragedy occurred. It would really be years later that I understood what truly happened. God was not to blame. His word was true.
The weeks leading up to the funeral was filled with a flurry of activities. We Jamaican normally will mourn with a family for nine days. There was always activities throughout the night. This would continue until the night before the funeral. Boy did we keep the tradition! Every night her parents were visited. The day after the funeral and repast a banquet was kept at our church. I was exhausted and so was the Pastor. She did not postpone the event but pressed ahead with the plan. The church was small and no one volunteered to help. All the preparations had to be done by us. The next day was Sunday. Pastor preached that morning. When home cooked and was back out for evening service with only an hour of rest. My body ached. I desperately needed sleep. Lots of hours of sleep. Yet I could not complain. Pastor who was almost twice my age never complained. She just kept on pushing.
As we drove to evening service she spoke words that I never ever wanted to hear.
“You will preach tonight. God says you have the message.”
I felt defeated. There was no strength in me to cuss. I felt God had turned against me. She and him were in cahoots. They were out to get me. “Why was He so mean to me? Why this punishment? I felt set up for failure.” But I kept my mouth shut.
“OK!” I said in surrender. Obviously, I could not win this battle.
I was just too stupid to know how much God was looking out for me. He meant good for me. I was too limited in my knowledge to understand that all I needed to do was ask for strength and help. That was the very reason He had put me in this position.
Keep on asking and it will be given you; keep on seeking and you will find; keep on knocking [reverently] and [the door] will be opened to you. 8 For everyone who keeps on asking receives; and he who keeps on seeking finds; and to him who keeps on knocking, [the door] will be opened.
That evening very few members came out for service. We had more visitors from another congregation than members. The musician was not present.. So I attempted to play the drums. Now I must tell you that I am rhythmless when playing the drums. I have had little exposure to playing them. All I can do is bang around on them. Knowing I was out of my depth I asked the Holy Spirit to help me. As I made a joyful noise, He filled me with an awareness of beats and timing. The rhythm was felt in my hands. I begun to play in perfect timing with the songs. Everyone stopped singing. A miracle had occurred.
“God is teaching you to play the drums!” Shouted Pastor across the room.
The power of God hit me as she spoke. I was shaken by it but not released from the pain in my body.
Before the sermon Pastor asked that we share a testimony. As I waited to speak, I heard Whitney Houston’s song, ‘I look to You‘ deep within my spirit. I did not know all the words but the song was so loud in me that I could not ignore it. Summoning the little strength I had I stepped forward and took the microphone. The moment I begun singing the Holy Spirit took over. I was changed into another person. My voice resounded with melody, depth and vocal intonation of a seasoned professional singer. Everyone was captivated. As my soul opened to the Lord Almighty divine power fell on me. I felt electricity moving through my body. Without thinking the evening message begun to pour out of me. I was no longer present. The Holy Spirit ministered to the people on after another. There was prophesy, healing and deliverance and liberty in the house. No one needed to express their desire. Every need of the heart were met. Hands were not laid. With the breath of his word people were released.
After church I was still filled with power. Waves of electricity still coursed through me. All tiredness, aches and pains were gone. It was 4 am before I slept. At 7 am I was up and about. Never once during the day did I feel tired. I maintained that high for the rest of the week.
There are many supernatural things that God has for His children. Strength is but one of those gifts. The same power that was resident with Samson is in us. We have access to that power if we only learn to tap in.
We must access this strength to aid us during our time of grieve and work for the Kingdom. I am not talking church work. Your assignment may take you beyond the building walls. Whatever your assignment know with certainty that it will stretch you. You will be stretch beyond human limits.
God deliberately stretches us beyond human limits so the glory belongs to Him. Without Him we cannot accomplish our assignment. Attacks will come both within and without. Many voices will speak discouraging words. May I encourage you not to stop. Keep pushing. Call on the Holy Spirit for strength. He did it for Samson. You have a greater anointing. He will give you far more. As and you shall receive His strength.
Every good gift and every perfect (free, large, full) gift is from above; it comes down from the Father of all [that gives] light, in [the shining of] Whom there can be no variation [rising or setting] or shadow cast by His turning [as in an eclipse].
I recommend that you read Last Days Seven Horns Anointing by Sadhu Sundar Selvaraj. There is an excellent chapter on supernatural strength.
Update: The main image was changed June 13, 2019 at 1:30 am. So sorry I didn’t realise it was used in a previous post. I believe the current picture best supports the message.