His Voiceless His Nameless

I bless you Lord Jesus Christ for you are merciful and I want to take more than a moment to give you praise for Your wonders, Abba, Jesus, Holy Spirit. I will praise You for the very air I breathe in my lungs for the blessing and beauty of having You, and that You call me Your child. I love you and bless Your Holy name Jesus Christ forevermore.

The voiceless and the nameless are all around us every day we are alive, moving through the maze of life. We usually look upon these soundless beings which are our fellow humans with pity and move on. As followers of Jesus Christ, we like to appear to help at a distance, it looks good on our religious resumes we think we're going to hand in before His throne on the day of judgment. We like to "help" the nameless and voiceless from a safe place a healthy distance we have creating. We subtly and some not so subtle like to make sure we distinguish we're NOT like them, and that with our actions we are indeed sitting in a higher place.

We don't like to get up close and personal, we want to hand them bulletins to get them into the four walls of a building we created where WE feel comfortable "dealing" with them. We send donations and provide at times what we can, but most do not respect the dignity of the nameless and the voiceless. In fact, there is a surprising number of people who call on the name of Jesus Christ who mock at and revile the poor and destitute in speech and action.

A dark truth of the world we live in, the darker truth is that many of the nameless and voiceless make up much of the worlds entire population.

My heart for the nameless and the voiceless is that of the Father. I love them, and they are people too my family who do not deserve any less dignity than you and I. May we all examine our hearts that it is the heart of Jesus Christ we move in, and not our own flesh.

So why is it then we treat these nameless and voiceless so? Why do we treat them like shackled cattle? It is messy, dirty, and sometimes dangerous to get close. However, should that stop us? We are the children of the Most High God, carriers of the truth which is only found in Jesus Christ.

The sad truth is tare is really in amongst us family and the workers working these fields with the nameless and voiceless, surprisingly few of them belong to the Lord Jesus Christ. Which is all the more shameful the cross of Jesus Christ.

My message is short but not in spirit, may we never look upon the destitute the nameless, broken without dignity or in partiality. May we open our eyes again to the truth Holy Spirit of truth. May we open our eyes again to what the true gospel of Jesus Christ is about. What ministry actually is. We have this perverted twisted idea straight for the gates of hades of what ministry is. It is a vile poison epidemic.

It is up to us to care for these children of the Lord, to care for their souls. None of them are our heavenly Father's mistakes so why do we treat them so?

I look at young lost drug addicts, beautiful young women sucked into prostitution. These women are His daughters and just like Gomer and Hosea He never has and never will stop loving them. He is waiting for us family to tell them that. I look at an increase in a mental health crisis of all ages people who are simply nameless, voiceless. Their souls are crying out and our Father hears. What most are really destitute of is the truth, hope and the love of Jesus Christ.

May we be those lights those beacons we were called to be wherever we are in the world. It is never too late to get up close and personal. Talk to them, love on them, have coffee with them, don't be afraid of them. My brothers and sisters, I exhort you and spur you on as a candle lighting another fanning you to flame that we must attend to the souls of all and that the harvest is truly plenty.

I bless you Lord and I thank you that you have given me a heart for all of Your people. My prayer is that this will be so with all my brethren all over the world. May we be found with mercy and praise forever on our lips.

Father in the name of Jesus,

I give you all the glory and honor and praise Jesus. I pray for every voiceless nameless person suffering the bondage of oppression in any way and whatever vehicle that may come. I break off roots of bitterness, and I pray that your children will hear the call home to your arms this hour. Father may your love pour deep into our bones. May we never forget the grace that you have given to each of us. That we too were once lost without hope before we knew the truth. May we never forget that. Help us, Lord Jesus, to do the Father's will.

In the name of the KING of KINGS & LORD of LORDS

Jesus Christ

I give you all the glory honor and praise