To the Handmaidens of Israel
There are those among us who just don't seem to "fit in" well. They are
often single, or in difficult marriages, or divorced. They are not
necessarily women of great hospitality or fashion, or even career women.
They are not the average church women, and they seem to bring a
stirring wherever they go. It is to these particular and peculiar women
that The LORD is speaking today.
There is a depth of stirring within you and you are increasingly
uncomfortable in your stance before Me. I, The LORD have caused this
discomfort and splintering. You are as a small rock in the shoes of many
pastors. You challenge even Me, says The LORD. Strong men desire
you not, and weak men fear your stance in Me.
As small stones you have lost much of your self and have weathered the
times of being chipped away and being worn smooth as the river has
flowed over you and through you. You are washed in Me. You are polished
by Me, for this very season. Many shall look and even glare at you for
the strength of your stance. My daughters, I am fortifying you with My
strength. You already have My courage.
As I have shown Myself to the Ruth's, Ester's, and Deborah's of old,
I say to you that now, it is a time to battle and to raise both
the sword, the tent peg, and the hammer, as Jael. I say to you, now, is
the time to battle, and although you may not see the completeness of the
battle lines now, I The LORD, say you will see it entirely with
the eyes of My discernment. Rise up for I have already prepared
you. I have placed in your hands power to walk against the ways of men
who say they seek Me, and pray, and do battle and who do not.
I have called many men and still they sleep. I have called to many men
bidding them to enter the holy place of intercession yet, still they do
not pray. Prayer begins first in the closet, then in the pulpit, then at
My altars. There are found only a few fervent men, among many, many
women who pray.
My daughters, today I say, fret not concerning your displacement and
your placements, for I, The LORD have lead you to this *Zaphnath place
that I could place within your hands the sword, the tent peg, and the
hammer. You are called to stand with My Word, My anointing, and My
power. Who are the generals that should try to silence you as you stand
at My altars praying? Where are the mighty men praying in intercession?
*Zaphnath (meaning one who discovers hidden things)
Who shall go out to greet them as they wander in from their battles of
self but, My chosen and blessed Jael's? As Jael lifted up the tent peg,
it was I, The LORD Who brought down the hammer to smite in My power.
Fear not, for even again, the hammer rises to break the fetters
off My people. You are to stand strong in prayer, in action, and
in righteousness. I call to you, saying, you shall be like the sun when it rises in its strength. Stand
and see My hand smite the Sisera's who have stood hard against the voice
of your intercessions. Where are the mighty ones of prayer? I call you
to new stance. In oneness, and in one accord, you shall know My power.
You are My tent pegs and I am The Hammer against those who rally against
My anointed. Stand praying and I shall raise you up, giving you the
both the secrets and the hidden things which you know not.
For nothing is secret, that shall not
be made manifest;
neither any thing hid, that shall not be known and come abound. Howbeit
Sisera fled away on his feet to the tent of Jael the wife of
Heber the Kenite: for there was peace between Jabin the king of Hazor
and the house of Heber the Kenite. Jael went out to meet
Sisera, and said unto him, Turn in, my
lord, turn in to me; fear not. And when he had turned in unto her into
the tent, she covered him with a mantle and he said unto her, Give me, I
pray thee, a little water to drink;
for I am thirsty. And she opened a bottle of milk, and gave him drink,
and covered him. Again he said unto her, Stand in the door of the tent,
and it shall
be, when and man doth come and inquire of thee, and say, Is there any
man here? That thou shalt say, No.
Jael Heber’s wife took a nail of the tent, and took an hammer in
her hand, and went softly unto him, and smote the nail into his
temples, and fastened it into the ground: for he was fast asleep and
weary. So he died. and, behold, as Barak pursued Sisera, Jael came out to meet him, and
said unto him, Come, and I will shew thee the man whom thou seekest.
And when he came into her tent, behold, Sisera lay dead, and the nail
was in his temples.