Ophelia’s Musings

Here on the East Coast, most of us are hunkered down in our homes during this storm weekend.

Today, I just finished reading Mr. Farley’s quickening post, “Suddenly……“ on today’s HKP site.

I could so identify with that sense of urgency his words conveyed. As I was reading, I was reminded of the different urgencies The LORD had downloaded into me over the years.

It was four decades ago when I had an early morning vision of Russian Submarines heading up the Hudson River, a pre-dawn surprise attack. I had written about this in my book, Buried Treasure. (Will send a copy if you want to read it — see **below).

For almost 24 years, I’ve lived about a half-hour from Delaware-Maryland coastline and the beaches.

As I’ve walked along the shoreline, breathing in the salt air and presence of The LORD, The Spirit of God has opened my eyes to see a very large tsunami would cover the area.

No timeline. No conditional or unconditional prophetic ifs, ands or buts. I just know what I saw in my spirit as I walked through the sand, the water kicking at my heels.

It’s moments like that that never leave you. God etches prophetic vision into your soul in moments like this. You never forget where you were when He spoke.

Like many of you reading this, that same prophetic Watchman/ Intercessor Anointing is confirmed by these Words, as you’ve experienced this too.

The same Holy Spirit Who speaks to one of His sheep, speaks to all of His sheep. We’ve all had Dreams, Visions, intuitions, and wondered, haven’t we?

Iron sharpens iron. You too have probably wondered, can this event be prayed out? Can this judgment be thwarted? Delayed? I’ve felt like Jonah more times than I care to admit. The reluctant prophet.

God has (and still is) throwing my flesh in His easy-bake oven. He seems to enjoy fresh cooked meat on the grill. When the fat of my reluctance is still hanging on the sirloin, he turns it into flank-steak barbecue.

We learn, don’t we? He will always win.

He is jealous. He won’t share His meal (the blood-bought-meat-sanctified-by His-Son’s-blood) with anyone.

He delights in every morsel of our crucified flesh. He savors every tear, every triumph, every prayer, everything that brought us to Him. We (the Redeemed) are His Feast — our yielding brings Him deep joy.

Hesitations, presumptions, fears, trepidations, all fall dead under the weight of divine conviction and responsibility.

Ultimately, we either obey or disobey a Spirit-led directive from heaven. I have discovered obeying The Holy Spirit is not a once-and-done deal. It’s a lifelong process of death and re-birth, death and re-birth. Dying to flesh, living to Christ. A never-ending cycle.

Yesterday, I felt to look up the name Ophelia: it means aid or benefit. The name was referenced in one of Shakespeare’s plays, Hamlet. It seems Ophelia was Hamlet’s tragic heroine.

Somehow, I saw that connection between Ophelia and America. What will become of this once noble heroine, America, to the nations?

Only time will tell where history will place her on the world scene. This is our cue, oh intercessors; prayers can sway the part she plays in this great end-time role.

Often our God uses [or purposes] even the weather — to get our attention. This is Yom Kippur weekend.

Several colliding emotions at this moment; not sad, not exuberant. Just deeply reflective- especially after seeing some urgent prophetic Watchman/ Intercessor Prayer Posts circling the digital globe, on HKP now.

There is no getting around it — we are in a time of suddenlies!

Weather events, solar events, political and global events, national events… where’s it all headed?

What do we discern? Whom do we heed? Where do we look? Whom do we believe?

It all points down a one-way street: To The Cross. A 1-way street. Always at The Cross.

Yom Kippur (day of Fasting and Repentance is this weekend). To me, this is a God set-up if you can but see it.

God is wanting families, peoples to “take an account” of their relationship to Him, and others. Time out — God in!

Storms and weather and disrupting planned life-events shows we really aren’t in control of anything.

Against tsunamis, earthquakes, wars, hurricanes, even asteroids, it becomes shockingly clear how we are but dust — we control nothing.

We came into this world with nothing, we leave with nothing — except our souls. Our soul is like our life’s depository — where the real Gold and Silver is hidden.

What is unseen with the naked eye is what is most valuable to God. And one day we will realize nothing on the outside mattered. It’s what’s hidden within that counts, into eons of unending eternity.

Buy GOLD today — the advertisers say. The keenest and wealthiest investor in the universe counsels us saying ‘buy gold from me refined in the fire’ (Revelation 3:18). Are we listening?

Our body’s safe-deposit box [our souls] is the sum total of who and what we are on this earth — for the time we are here.

Its fiduciary value is worth more than all the Silver and Gold yet to be mined on earth. Yet, where are these, our treasures, stored?

If not mixed with faith, and hidden in the living Christ, we will be bankrupt on that day of His appearing. The real Gold Card.

It’s a lot to ponder. A heavy Word. A necessary Word. Especially now — let’s all make sure our spiritual house is in order.

If you are in Christ — be in Peace. If not, the storm is here. Seek shelter immediately in the blood and forgiveness of Yeshua.

This is Yom Kippur (Day of Atonement) weekend. If only millions of the sons of Jacob knew that swinging a chicken around your neck this Yom Kippur won’t save you…. Throwing shekels in an offering box — wont either!

To the rich, the elite, those who have some world’s power (for now), which is just an illusion: money and influence won’t save you.

It will testify against you on that day. Likewise, the poor who hate God are still poor, and need to acquire the riches of faith.

They need the hope of knowing a just, merciful Lord. For all flesh — including you and me — only a contrite and broken spirit will save any and all of us. (Psalm 51:17)

✝️ Only a Shepherd can save you and me. Why look anywhere else?

Shalom in Our Only Hope — King Jesus.

“I counsel you to buy from Me gold refined in the fire, that you may be rich; and white garments, that you may be clothed, that the shame of your nakedness may not be revealed; and anoint your eyes with eye salve, that you may see.” Revelatio9n 3:18

“The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit, a broken and a contrite heart — these, O God, You will not despise.” Psalm 51:17

**If you want a free book Buried Treasure or CD, just send S & H to cover the cost to mail it. Thank you: shalomfriend@hotmail.com

 

~ Elizabeth Cassutto

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Rev. Elizabeth Cassutto
Lightbeacon Ministries, Millsboro, Delaware.

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