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The Red Rose in the Mist

By Deborah Waldron Fry

 

 

Last night, The Holy Spirit gave me a vision of a rose.

 

It was a beautiful red rose.  But it was in the dark and surrounded by a dark mist.  Cobwebs had covered it, not allowing this rose to completely open up and flourish.

 

I then saw a gentle rain dropping on the petals dissolving the cobwebs.  Rays of sunshine broke through the thick dark fog until this beautiful rose was once again opening up into a full bloom before it’s Creator.  And I heard the song, “Above All.”

 

“Beloved.  The enemy comes to kill, steal and destroy.  Though you walk through the valley of the shadow of death, fear no evil, My Child.

 

Though the enemy build a web of lies around you to cause you fear and pain and even death, know that even now, My Anointed Rain is falling.

 

Though the darkness threatens to steal your peace of mind, know that the Rays of the Son are shining upon you.  Your Savior defeated the darkness at the Cross.

 

I destroyed the works of the devil.  He who knew no sin became sin for you.  I AM the Rose of Sharon.  Like a rose trampled on the ground, I took your place so that you could now be raised up into My Light and Life.

 

The first Adam fell, but the Last Adam came to take the fall for you and raise you up with Me into new Life.

 

My Resurrection power dwells in you at your new birth.  Fear not, Dear One. You are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people.

 

You are a like beautiful Red Rose, covered in the Blood of the Lamb, whose fragrance is sweet unto your Father.

 

You are the Fragrance of Christ to your God among those who are being saved and those who are perishing.

 

You are free, Beloved. You shall bloom and flourish, My Beautiful One.  You shall show forth the praises of Him who has called you out of darkness and into His marvelous light.”

 

“His splendor was like the sunrise; rays flashed from His hand, where His power was hidden,”    Habakkuk 3:4.

 

“But you are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people; that you should show forth the praises of Him who has called you out of darkness into His marvelous light,”    1 Peter 2:9.

 

“But thanks be to God, who always leads us in triumph in Christ, and manifests through us the sweet aroma of the knowledge of Him in every place.  For we are a fragrance of Christ to God among those who are being saved and among those who are perishing,”    2 Corinthians 2:14-15.

 

It is said of the wicked ones (demonic beings) by Isaiah that they “weave the spider’s web” ( 59:5 ), i.e., their works and designs are, like the spider’s web, vain and useless.

 

The Hebrew word here used is ‘akkabish , “a swift weaver.”

 

In 1 Corinthians 15:22, Paul states that “as in Adam all die, so in Christ all will be made alive,” while in verse 45 he calls Jesus the “last/ ultimate/final Adam”.

 

 

 

“Above All”

Above all powers

Above all kings

Above all nature

And all created things

Above all wisdom

And all the ways of man

You were here

Before the world began

 

Above all kingdoms

Above all thrones

Above all wonders

The world has ever known

Above all wealth

And treasures of the earth

There’s no way to measure

What You’re worth

 

Crucified

Laid behind a stone

You lived to die

Rejected and alone

Like a rose

Trampled on the ground

You took the fall

And thought of me

Above all

 

Above all powers

Above all kings

Above all nature

And all created things

Above all wisdom

And all the ways of man

You were here

Before the world began

 

Above all kingdoms

Above all thrones

Above all wonders

The world has ever known

Above all wealth

And treasures of the earth

There’s no way to measure

What You’re worth

 

Crucified

Laid behind a stone

You lived to die

Rejected and alone

Like a rose

Trampled on the ground

You took the fall

And thought of me

Above all

 

Crucified

Laid behind a stone

You lived to die

Rejected and alone

Like a rose

Trampled on the ground

You took the fall

And thought of me

Above all

 

Like the rose

Trampled on the ground

You took the fall

And thought of me

 

© Michael W. Smith

 

 

By Deborah Waldron Fry

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Excellent... straight from the heart of Jesus. Thank you Steve Porter

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Thank you ♡

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