OF THE LORD
shared by Suzin McNeill
are great weepers with enlarged, deepened, compassionate hearts that
are coming forth in the midst to my people, Israel. Some will cry, and
many just will not understand because they will not be weeping at
Many will be joyous and services will continue as
the weepers stand and cry the silent tears of their Lord. Who will know them but I,
Myself, says The Lord? They will come forth appearing so very broken in
their sorrow that many will mistake them as going through something
severe and tragic. Their tears will flow and I will send power to heal
as never before because of their compassion on many. How long will they
cry? They will cry and cry and cry. They will weep for the sin that is
sickening the body. They will weep for the manifestation of the sons of
God. They will weep as women in labor and they will move My heart to
heal all woundedness. These are the new ones arising with healing in
their tears and in their hands.
Prepare yourselves for as their tears fall cleansing and healing will
come. Prepare yourselves for I will come and I will dry their tears.
Prepare yourselves for My quieted weepers. In a dream I was at a really
nice modern glass building speaking to some ladies and they were
talking about a very attractive dentist in the building. I told them
that I had just seen that dentist and he could fix my teeth anytime.
One lady jokingly said, that she was considering not brushing her teeth
again so she could get cavities and would have to spend time in his
chair. There was a gaiety that only close girlfriends could
share. One of the ladies said, I think your red gas can is on fire. I
ran a distance and went up the hill where it was burning and I saw an
older man who I loved much and he was right there where the gas can
fire had ignited.
There was a pile of garbage with medical waste, bloody wrappings,
gauze, needles, beer cans, old newspapers, magazines, and just filth
with a sickening stench in the place on which his head rested. The
smoke was everywhere and burning my nostrils. I reached for him in
tears as he spoke and asked me, where are those children's books you
wrote? I answered, in a box somewhere in storage. Then, he told me that
I needed to finish them and get published. I told him not to
worry that I would finish them and get everything together. He then
said, and you must share the other books too, and that they were real
important to God. I tried to soothe him and tell him I was all right
and I was just getting back where I could write and share. His chest
seemed to tighten and he breathed out his spirit like in a final
breath, with a sigh. My crying continued and as I raised my head I
looked out into the expanse and saw what looked liked bombed and
burning buildings with smoke and small fires everywhere. I knew that at
every small fire there were was some one almost dead and burning. I saw
so many small gas can fires, much darkness, and smelled so much putrid
sulfuric smoke that nausea shook me. My husband woke me because I was
crying and moaning in my sleep. My tears have not stopped for hours.
I knew the life of this older man, he had died in the natural physical
sense two years ago but, here I was kneeling beside him hearing his
admonition to write as he was speaking his last words. I had heard him
pray many times. He had prayed for me. He had done much for others. He
gave to the poor. He attended church, prayed in tongues, prayed for
others, and spoke often of The Lord. He had a gentle spirit and a
raging spirit at times. He could be stubborn about the things he
wanted, but he was usually kind. By all accounts he was what Christians
call "saved", but I saw him there as if he had been unable to find
rest. In all accounting to the witness of the Holy Spirit this man had
been in hell, in the outskirts of hell, and had spent the least two
I know that Peter
wrote of preaching in hell. I know that people can be pulled out from
hell. I know that there was just no joy when this man was buried after
his long illness. Later I heard from the few who had attended his
funeralthat they also had this same sense of forboding. By all natural
sight and listening this man was saved by the standards in
christianity. He had witness.
The words of the weepers came about eleven o'clock last night. The
vision/dream came early morning. Now I am overtaken with this weeping
and the sense of loss before God. My heart has forever changed. Can
there be salvation without laying ones life down to it's death? Can
there be a broad walk on the pathway to heaven where the will of
The Lord is just doing what seems right? How close can we walk without
hearing The Lord's voice and seeking His will daily? These are life
questions for each one of us and I realize that we truly must work out
our own salvation with fear and trembling. I am simply left, as a
tremble with a deepened fear of Almighty God,
and left as a weeper until...
a handmaiden note
brings strength. Strength is found only in the very expressed will of
God. Tears are meat and strengthening to the psalmist who cries for the
people of God. Find the will of God, that's where Jesus walked. Jesus
went apart from His disciples again and again and would spend time with
His Father. He sought fellowship and His Father's will to do it. Jesus
simply came to do His Father's will. He walked to Sameria to speak to a
woman at the well. He attended a wedding feast. He only went out as His
Father directed. He came to do specific ordained works found in the
expressed will of His Father. Gethsemane was the will and the Cross of
Calvary was the will of His Father. He laid down His life to do the
will of another. How often do we deny ourselves in doing what we want?
The will of God almost always walks you against your own desires in
serving self. It cuts against the self and removes us from doing our
own things. We must seek His will daily to know it and do it. Get
strong knowing that you will surely cry and you will have strength in
your tears to change you through the walk you are called to walk doing
the will of God from the heart. There is no birthing without tears.
There is no work in the harvest that can be sustained without the
strength of protein within the workers. Basicly, cry out, listen and do
his will. Whatsoever He says unto you, do it. Service to man
without The LORD'S direction brings acts of futility. Blessings and
rewards are heaped upon those who seek His will to do it in this life
and in life everlasting.
warnings are true. There is a path that seems right and the end thereof
Lord have mercy on me and on all who cry for the people of God, in the
power name, JESUS. 7-7-2006
1) As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after
thee, O God.
2) My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and
appear before God?
3) My tears have been my meat day and night, whil say ye they
continually unto me, Where is thy God?
For the psalmist tears were appointed as his meat as he poured
out his heart before God. Meat as a protein does make us stronger. Meat
also was spoken of by Jesus.
31) In the mean while his disciples prayed him, saying, Master, eat.
32) But he said unto them, I have meat to eat that ye know not of.
33) Therefore said the disciples one to another, Hath any man brought
him aught to eat?
34) Jesus saith unto them, my meat is to do the will of him that sent
me, and to finish his work.
35)Say not ye, There are yet four months and then cometh harvest? behold, I say
unto you, Lift up your eyes, and look on the fields; for they are white
already to harvest.
8) I delight to do thy will, O my God: yea, thy law is within my heart.
11) Withhold not thou thy tender mercies from me, O Lord: let thy
lovingkindness and thy truth continually preserve me.
1) My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I
have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer. I
set my will and resolve to finish those things entrusted to me in Jesus
Divine Lordship is not a threat; rather it’s the
place of greatest safety.