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lamp was all I had, but a lamp was all I needed, so I opened Yah’s Word, because I recognized this time, during an unusual artic blast, was an opportunity to learn more about Him and those things that righteousness requires of me. Like Yahshuah, it is fitting that I also fulfill all righteousness. I want to know Him, in order that I might be able to please Him. My needs were simple and activities limited as I read His word by day and went to bed at night.
Surely, His Word is clear and His commands do not contradict. So I placed His Word high upon the table of my heart and I let it begin to sweep the whole house. Illuminating areas in my heart, which had not been addressed, where cobwebs of clutter clung. I saw the various areas of my heart of understanding which did not align to His Truth. I began to prepare a list of repentance in which to cry out for forgiveness before Him. I acknowledge willingly that it is ever growing as I come to know more and more about this Holy Yah that I serve.
This process continued as in the following days things around me began to return to normal in the natural, but spiritually, I recognized that something had been disturbed and I was unwilling just move on as though the last seven days had not occurred. So, I heeded the clear instruction from the Holy Spirit to light a lamp and sweep the whole house clean. I searched carefully for something, not initially understanding what was missing. However, as I began to carry out these actions in the natural, it became clear with every sweeping movement, I was bringing and dragging every hindering spirit and adversary arrayed against my purpose and my peace before The Most High.
It was a long-tedious process of going through each room of the house clearing out the clutter of confusion, the dissembling of distractions, artifacts of various visions, and even the volume of voices I had accumulated over the years. I even unearthed the foolishness of rash, infantile words spoken over a decade ago which were a hindrance to Yah’s ordained vision and purpose for my life tucked away neatly in a closet. The multitude of these things combined was subtly undermining and sabotaging a forward progress in the things The Most High instructed me to do. But with every passing saroo, every sweep and pull, I was dragging adversarial forces before the Judge. I was noting my case and cause while being reminded of my purpose. It emboldened me to continue searching and sweeping carefully: purpose, order, peace (P.O.P.) a recurring thought when I wanted to stop and say that was good enough.
I organized, categorized, cataloged, and filed away completely the records of service for those years. I did so, confident that Yah is not unfaithful to forget my service of love whereby I have ministered. Much like Father will do at the consummation of this age, I rolled those things up and put them away like a garment for the purpose those years, times, and words had delivered me to this point. Each are available as useful references and reminders should the need arise; however, such things no longer required a prominent display within the various areas of my home and ultimately the wall scape of my mind.
Throughout it all, I was re-establishing a proper order, renewing my focus on the works The Most High entrusted into my hands to do, and resetting a quiet resounding peace and flow to my home and inner thoughts again. I recognized this time for the gift that it was, I was given the gift of a blank slate before writing something new, approaching and entering the new. An opportunity to re-discover and more thoroughly define for myself Yah’s ordained purpose for my life with a clear heart and focused mind because I took the time to sweep the whole house clean.
In a few days, we will step into a new Hebraic calendar year, 5782, which will be a time of recovery for the hidden man of the heart. I exhort you to spend the next week focused on doing a clean sweep in order to prepare your inner man.
Erica
