IN A COCOON
the amazing journey of the Monarch butterfly, when the
caterpillar has eaten its fill and grown to about 2
inches, it attaches head down onto a convenient twig,
then sheds its outer skin and begins the transformation
into a pupa (or chrysalis).
or cocoon resembles a waxy, jade vase and becomes
increasingly transparent as the process progresses. The
caterpillar completes the miraculous transformation into
a beautiful adult butterfly in about two weeks.
On wings of change. That's what it is. Tomorrow's
fasting. Pretty soon this place is going to have a
reputation for butterflies.
the Lord gets ready to do something, He does it in the
heavens. In 87 this supernova came. It came on 2/20. You
didn’t realize it, but boy you were appointed to a
death; that is Galatians 2:20. "I have been crucified
with Christ; it is no longer I who live, but Christ
lives in me; and the life which I now live in the flesh
I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave
Himself for me."
started working in you like the cocoon of the anointing.
You were like worms that crawled around on the earth.
You didn’t get any higher than the plants you climbed
on. But all of a sudden you began to get wrapped up in
the anointing and you began to die. All of a sudden you
were totally bound. You were totally restricted by the
Holy Spirit. You didn’t get anything you thought you
were going to get. You had preset ideals of what you
thought you were going to be. You stayed there in that
cocoon and year after year went by. And what you haven’t
realized - You’re not the same person that went into
that cocoon. You did some dying in there and some
The tomb, the tomb. Little one, you are in the tomb. All
these things I'm fighting in the tomb. Loneliness,
despair, hope deferred, sadness, grief. Fight back until
they know the strength of your will. When it's no , IT'S
the Lord God of Elijah, Elohim my redeemer, my friend?
Coming in enrichment, enlargement and glory. Stone
rolled away from the door. Walk out of the tomb. New
life. Metamorphose. Butterfly. A big one. Unfurling.
Cocooned. (I literally sneezed as I heard this.)
I saw a blue butterfly.
Huge. Precious fruit of the earth. I'm waiting. The tomb
of isolation. No more. Resurrection. Wait. Coming.
Glare. Light. Blinding. Power. One by one come unto
Zion. My blue butterfly.
in your tomb. Warm blanket of love. Soon emerge. A blue
butterfly edged in gold. Wait.
to Ponder are summaries of His quickened Words}
PONDER WRAPPED IN HIS BLANKET
fed and fed you when your ravenous appetite has yearned
for My Word. Because I have brought you through many
outward changes, your growth has been visible to all
comes a time when these outward changes lessen and I
begin to work on the inside of you. During this time I
surround you with a warm blanket of My love and I
separate you unto Myself. It is like being inside a
cocoon, as you cling desperately to Me, your Vine of
hope. Yesterday’s food grows deeper within you. The
world does not witness what is taking place. I AM
working many changes in this hidden place. I work upon
your mind-sets, your will and your motives. I bring your
soul, body and spirit into alignment with My Word, My
mind, - the mind of Christ. The world sees little of
this, but deep inside your being, these changes are
lasting and sure, for I establish My own.
one, you may feel isolated and separated as I do these
inner workings within your soul. You may feel upside
down. You may feel like you are the tail and not the
head. The expectations of your promises are waiting to
be fulfilled. Yes it is hard to wait, and wait, you
have. Wrapped in the tomb of waiting, all you know is
that I AM God and I AM in control. It is OK, precious,
allow My anointing to have its way in your heart and
life. Die to the idols of the soul and yield everything
to Me. Nuzzle into My blanket of love. Soon you shall
burst its seams in resurrection power. Do you know your
tomb of waiting is really My womb of birthing? Break
through is coming and you, My love, will be birthed.
you cast down, O my soul? And why are you disquieted
God; For I shall yet praise Him, the help of my
countenance and my God.
will redeem my soul from the power of the grave, for He
shall receive me.