11th hour: This is what God said to me Sunday morning. What? It's the 11th hour. Quick switch on, where am i. Google: wait
Matthew 20:6
And about the 11th hour he went out and found others standing. I'm not feeling it. Not the laborers and salvation and all getting the same. Got it. Not worried about it. But then the evening comes. hmm and the owner re-enters the picture and makes payment. Not interested in the payment (well payment is good but this is not about the payment). Interested in the owners' return. That's it. Pay attention. The owner is returning. Now what. We all labor. Some for longer than others. We all are in the vinyard or working for the master and we get paid the same. No worries. (look up rewards though) But it's the 11th hour. One more hour to go. That's it. One more hour to go and the master returns.
Romans 13:11
Know the time, that the hour has come for you to wake from sleep. For salvation is nearer to us now than when we first believed.
Matthew 24
4 And Jesus answered and said to them: “Take heed that no one deceives you.
6 And you will hear of wars and rumors of wars. See that you are not troubled; for [a]all these things must come to pass, but the end is not yet.
7 For nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. And there will be famines, [b]pestilences, and earthquakes in various places. 8 All these are the beginning of sorrows.
The beginning of sorrows. Got it
and I go back to sleep. . .
And then i sit and wait and then what? And then I forget. I stop. Not stop following, not stop believing. (maybe sometimes wondering. Maybe that) That was 2018. That was on a Sunday nearly three years ago when God sent the vision and said "It's the 11th hour" But I start praying at 11pm. Only thing I can think of. I do it for weeks and then I stop.
and I go back to sleep. . .
Matthew 24
10 And then many will be offended, will betray one another, and will hate one another. 11 Then many false prophets will rise up and deceive many. 12 And because lawlessness will abound, the love of many will grow cold. 13 But he who endures to the end shall be saved.
WAKE UP. . .
It's 2021. It's covid 19 for 10 months. It's BLM Riots. It's Antifa riots. It's after chaz. It's still Portland. Maybe forever Portland. It's after the capitol invasion but before the inauguration which is supposed to be the biggest riots of all time. It's the start of vaccinations but before I get mine. It's after some people in Norway die after the vaccine shot but I'm told they would have died anyway. (So why give them the vaccine?) It's the rise of critical race theory but for sure not at the pinnacle. It's the rise of the harlot of babylon religion. It's all in the bible but no one believes.
It's post the beginning of my year long Nazirite vow. It's mid a three day juice only fast. It's while I am crying out "I want to see what you see. I want to hear what you hear." It's chaos all around. It's the most at peace I have ever felt. These are open heaven's and God among us. This is the garden and this is my joy made full that God has given me this time. He has given me 10 months of stop and listen. 10 months of stay at home and listen. 10 months of a picture of more of him and less of me. Less doing and more waiting, more sitting, more crying out. He has paused my life and shown His face to me. It's the 11th hour.
