An Attack Of The Heart
Heather Butler
Hidden Treasures Ministries International.
February 1st 2006.
Many are those who have fallen in battle. Many are those who have scars and flashbacks and live the constant nightmare of rejection and pain.
The battle field is strewn with thousands of injured soldiers who have suffered an attack of the heart! sadly instead of the church going to their aid they run scared, not knowing how to help, so they look the other way no longer prepared to see. They don't know how to deal with the injured so they leave them and walk away.
This is such a serious thing to do anyone who has seen someone have a heart attack will know that time is of the essence, that great damage can be done the longer the delay, those lying on the floor of despair and pain cannot help themselves, they are completely dependant on others to come and administer CPR to bring them back to life if they are not helped they can suffer permanent damage to the heart and the brain, and often this is fatal.
Many are those who have fallen in our midst, and yet we walk around them everyday, pretending we have not seen, or we step over them refusing to help. How this grieves the Father, the Holy Spirit within us should be the fresh breath of the spirit that breaths new life back into the deflated lungs of the one near to death on the floor, we should be massaging that heart with the unconditional love of the Father so that the heart beat of God is released back into them.
Those injured soldiers need an infusion of clean pure blood coursing and pumping through their veins so that they would have life once more.
We know that Christ pursues righteousness, and so should we. To be a righteous people simply means to do things the right way, Gods Way, He never walks away from the wounded the sick, the injured, He always prepares a way for healing of every kind, and much of that healing is placed into our own hands through the Power of the Holy Spirit.
Many leaves of healing have fallen through our hands to be blown away by the winds of indifference and apathy and rejection. But as I write this I see leaves from every season falling into your hands, leaves for the healing not only of the nations, but of those who belong to the body who have been injured by the enemy.
I pass these leaves to each one of you, each one reading this knows a fallen soldier, what are you going to do with what I have placed within your hands.
This healed army will fight harder and longer as you dare to reach out to each one and administer true mercy grace healing love and forgiveness.
That still small voice.
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