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Table of Contents

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• A Journey Into Prayer

• Hearing God

• Humility

• Faith

• The First and Second Advent

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A Journey Into Prayer

When I was small I learned to pray

at the closing of each day.

Mom sat down upon our beds.

My sister and I lay down our heads.

Together we would all recite

this prayer into the darkest night.

“Now I lay me down to sleep.

I pray the Lord my soul to keep.

Should I die before I wake.

I pray the Lord my soul to take.

Bless Mommy, Daddy and the kin

that all of us might enter in.”

Then silently I’d make a plea

to the God I hoped was hearing me.

Please make me good as I can be

for one whose age is almost three.

Years passed by and there I’d sit

upon the bed of our own kidlets.

Together we would all recite

that very same prayer into the night.

More years pass by and I’m still here

upon the bed of our grand -babies dear.

Now I lay them down to sleep

and pray the Lord their souls to keep.

Flannelette jammies, cherubic wee faces,

cozy warm blankets tucked in the right places.

Bless their dear wee lives I pray.

Help them to grow in You each day.



Now I lay me down to sleep.

My body aches I start to weep

for all your children Father dear

those far away and those so near.

Touch each one on whatever bed

they find themselves this night.

Bring them close, and closer still

to You, their Strength and Might.

My body writhes through out the night

with pain I can scarcely bear.

Oh Father dear, please teach us all of

your Pain’s unceasing prayer.

Your Spirit sweet groans into ours

the prayer we cannot utter.

Thank you sweet Spirit for praying us through

the paltry prayers we mutter.

Deep in the heart of our bodily pain

is Yourself praying us through

to Wisdom’s wise way’s made abundantly clear

in the blessed release of our every last tear.

Wisdom’s pure indwelling light is

transforming our chestnut hair to white

while our confident, self-sufficiency

is humbly becoming as a child, you see.

Pain’s gift of dependence on the Godhead three

proves Wisdom’s all that she can be.

as she makes us all that God wants us to be

little children for His everlasting Glory!

Wisdom like a Mother dear,

won’t lay to waste a single tear

of the suffering saints she holds so dear.

If we lay upon her comforting breast

lay hold of her promised eternal rest,

we will hear her unceasing prayer in our pain

groaning for our eternal gain

as she raises us up together that we

play our part in Christ’s mystical body, you see

His Church; his beloved bride are we.



Now I lay me down to sleep

I pray the Lord His saints to keep.

Should I die before I wake

I pray the Lord my tears can make

an intercession for his sake.

Bless all your saints our heavenly kin

and all the souls who have yet to come in.


Thank you Mom for the childhood prayer

for the Spirit still meets me and rests on me there.

Thank you for teaching that I need to pray

in my bed at the closing of every day.
 

by Marni Loewen

 

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Hearing God

We responsibly receive direct communication
From our God who honors our concentration
On His precious gift of identification
With the crucified life of His incarnation
With the witness of biblical revelation
 

by Marni Loewen
 

 

 

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The First and Second Advent

 

Our God is incarnate in Jesus Christ

Our Jesus incarnate in us...his bride.

Oh! the joy and the rapture our body complete

With Himself and His saints our lives replete.

His glorified nature inhabits our frame

Saying, “Yes, it is I, the Source of your gain.

One Blood with your blood it pleases our Father

To give you my Kingdom of ‘Love one another.’

One Spirit with yours I am pleased to impart

The fullness of Truth and Love for your heart.

My Water of baptism’s pleased to indwell

Your own baptism you know so well.

My Temple, your body, gave room for my birth

It’s the home I am seeking from each on this earth.

And yes, it’s a stable filthy with greed

Lusting for more than you ever could need

It’s a crude and unclean sexuality

But I want you to know that it’s meant just for Me.

It’s here that my nature incarnates in yours

It’s the very home I’ve been looking for.

 

 

 

“So God created man in his own image,

in the image of God he created him;

male and female he created them.” Gen 1:27

 

“For foxes have holes and the birds their nest

But the Son of Man needs human bodies to rest.

He wants to fulfill His Father’s design

by possessing your body for His own bloodline.

This is humanity’s desperate need

the birth of their body Incarnatologically

This is who you’re ordained to be

 oneflesh with me for eternity.

A sacrifice holy and pure I request

from all of my saints at my Father’s behest,

to surrender their body as a living sign

of their spiritual worship, that’s exclusively mine.

 

 

“I appeal to you therefore,

brethren, by the mercies of God,

to present your bodies as a living

sacrifice holy and acceptable to God,

which is your spiritual worship.” Rom. 12:1

“My Spirit’s lonely travail of birth is

experienced in your flesh while you’re here on this earth.

She’s begetting you all incarnately

and adopting you into her pregnancy,

where the truth in my nature sets you all free. 

Gestation within my Incarnation

Is destined to harvest the Christian nation

This is the hope of your salvation.”  Rom. 8:22

“For in this Hope we were saved.”

The redemption of our bodies.

 

“We know that the whole creation has been

groaning in travail together until now;

and not only the creation, but we ourselves,

who have the first fruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly

as we wait for adoption as sons,

the redemption of our bodies.

For in this hope we were saved.”  Romans 8:22-24

 

First Timothy Two fifteen is obscured from the masculine form

To women it speaks

the Child-bearing He keeps

for their maternal insight alone.

 

 [“See revelation culminate in Elizabeth and Mary, the mothers of John the Baptist and Jesus. Think how much fitter that it should be so; that they to whom the Word of God comes should be women bred in the dignity of a natural life, and familiarity with the large ways of the earth; women of simple and few wants, without distraction, and with time for reflection—compelled to reflection, indeed, from the enduring presence of an unsullied consciousness, for wherever there is a humble, thoughtful nature, into that nature the divine consciousness, that is, the Spirit of God, presses as into its own place. Holy women are to be found everywhere, but the prophetess is not so likely to be found in the city as in the hill country.”- George MacDonald in Sir Gibbie]

 

“Never [the less the sentence put

upon women of pain in motherhood

does not hinder their soul’s salvation,

and] they will be saved [eternally] if

they continue in faith and love and ho-

liness, with self-control; [saved indeed]

through the Child-bearing, that is,

by the birth of the [divine] Child.” 1 Timothy 2:15

 

The Womb of the Redemption...the inworkings of the Holy Spirit’s

One Great Pregnancy

 

“Shall I bring to the birth and not cause to bring forth?

says the Lord;

shall I, who cause to bring forth, shut the womb?

says your God.  Is 66:9

 

We are fully formed in Her Womb so fair

We are fully in-formed from our doctrinal err

We are fully conformed in the mind of Christ

And fully reformed from sin and vice.

Begotten in the image of His Incarnation

Through impregnation with His Revelation

the wee culprit of our bodily birthing travail

is the incarnating of wee Immanuel.

Like Mary of old, His Bride’s pregnant as well

With the glorified nature of Immanuel

Like her, our bodies will need to give birth

Before our Bridegroom returns to this earth

To fully transform us and consummate

His marital covenant with His mate.

His Spirit praying causes Her travail

In this way, His Church, can fully prevail.

 

The fruit of her Womb as His pregnant spouse

Is Himself incarnating in her earthly house.

For the church’s history is graced with salvation

And He is pleased to claim her as His new creation

A chaste and pure maternal nation...

His dearly beloved Bride.

 

To this end the Holy Spirit labors within us and

we within Him to bring forth the consummate revelation

of the Son of Man incarnating in the Body of His Bride.

This manifests the sons and daughters of God.

 

“For creation waits in eager longing

for the revealing of the sons of God;”   Rom 8:19

 

The missing piece of the mystery for me

 

Was an incarnate understanding of the inworkings

of the Holy Spirit’s overall maternal ministry...

 

God’s Great and Glorious Pregnancy.

Praise God! for Paul’s note to Timothy.

 

Paul’s words are the very sheepfold gate

Through which Christ chooses to illuminate

The whole mystery of His Incarnation    Luke 1: 26-38

In a tongue specific to His maternal nation.

                        Pregnancy

Soon His Bride can fully translate.

Through the Holy Bible’s Child-bearing gate.

For Christ’s Body on earth will soon consummate.

 

I have not the tongue of theological fame

But I have my maternal tongue to proclaim

First Timothy two fifteen

is the scripture that hasn’t been fully seen.

I’ve opened its door for the bride to see

It’s in and outworkings in lowly me.

 

by Marni Loewen
 

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