Zombies are Real!!!

oluiiAoMy eyes snapped open. Wide awake. Something had woken me from my sweet slumber in the blue cornflowers at the edge of the forest, something frightening, something more terrifying than I could ever envisage on my own! The hair rose on the back of my neck and I could feel the fast thumping of my heart in my throat.

Screams and moans came from the direction of the forest, tormented cries followed by the eerie laugh of the deranged! There! I saw something move! And again, something or someone began to emerge from behind the trees.

Grey. Empty eyes. Mouths wide in a never ending scream of torment. Dozens and dozens of people walking towards me, arms outstretched. The walking dead! Zombies? You’ve got to be kidding me! But then the stench hit my nostrils, slamming into me, making me retch. The smell of rotten flesh, decaying matter, dead meat! And I knew they were real and there was no doubt about it, they were dead!

From deep in the depths of the forest I heard a shrill cackle and in the air around me millions of flies, like a cloud of ominous, black gas filled my vision and in one instance, I knew. I just knew who was coming, who was in charge here, which loathsome, wicked sorcerer was behind this gruesome scene. The prince of the power of the air! My greatest enemy, the biggest threat to my Father’s kingdom, the devil himself!

I panicked! Should I run? Fear sprung up within me, paralysing me, freezing my mind, I couldn’t think! The buzzing of ten thousand flies grew louder and louder, almost deafening… Frantically I spun around and looked into the blank eyes of the dead woman closest to me… I gasped, astonished as her never-ending wail echoed in my ears. My neighbour, it was my next door neighbour! No – surely not, I had spoken to her across the fence just that morning. Chatting about the weather, the flowers, the kids – surface stuff!!! In horror I began to look at the faces of all the walking dead as they stumbled out of the forest. I knew them! I recognized them! I had seen that one in the grocery store last week, and that man with the beard had asked me for money as I walked out. I had pushed my way past him and shuddered at his filthiness! Those young ones to my left lived down the street and why, that girl went to my daughter’s dance school!

Tears sprang to my eyes, what was happening? What should I do? Way back, in the recesses of my mind I began to hear a loud pounding, the sound of nails being driven into wood and then the comforting voice of my Father “Bring them to the cross.” He said. “Bring them to the cross where I can lavish my great love on them, tell them about the riches of my mercy, my grace and my kindness.”

The stench of rotting flesh once again hit my nostrils and I gagged. So close! They were so close! Flies began to land on my face, crawling towards my eyes and the eyes of my enemy glowed red in the forest in front of me. I could almost sense the superior, smug smile on the devil’s face, the smile of one who thinks they are winning. A small, grey child walked towards me, long hair matted, blood dripping down her neck and a look of tremendous torment and anguish in her dull, lifeless eyes.

Suddenly I felt an almighty crack! The sound reverberated through my chest causing my heart to quake. It was the sound of a fine china teacup splintering into a thousand jagged pieces as it fell to the floor. It was the sound of my Father’s heart breaking as He looked into the lifeless eyes and agonized faces of the little girl, my neighbour, the man at the grocery store…

Tears began to gush out of my eyes, pouring down my cheeks and I opened my mouth and began to yell as loud as I could, “Jesus is the way, the truth, the life.” “Believe in the Lord Jesus, and you will be saved, you and your household.” “Come! Whoever is thirsty, let him come, and whoever wishes, let him take the free gift of the water of life.”

From the middle of the forest I began to hear an awful buzzing sound, like a chainsaw eating its way through a tree, it grew louder and louder and more and more frenzied. Deafening. Ear splitting. The flies began to swirl in a huge, frantic circle. Threatening. I threw my hands over my ears to block out the sound and as I did a little voice whispered, “I wish.” It seemed like time stood still, everything stopped… All of a sudden there was a ripping sound as the enemy tore into millions of black, icy shards! “I wish,” said the little girl. “I wish too,” shouted my neighbour, “I wish for the water of life!” All around me were whispers, then shouts of “I wish.” Simple. Easy.

I felt a drop of water land on my arm, a big, fat, golden drop of grace! Raising my face I looked to the heavens and saw rain, a huge torrent of golden rain! As it hit my face laughter welled up within me, it was healing rain. Rain from the very throne room of God. Glistening drops of living water! The little girl in front of me began to giggle, she stretched out her arms as wide as she could and spun in circles, arms reaching to get every single drop she could. And oh – her eyes, blue like the colour of the bluest sea and the brightest sky!

All around me eyes began to open, blue, green, brown, beautiful! There was laughter in the air and colour everywhere! No more grey. Clean, everyone looked so clean, so full of life.

Thank you Father,” I whispered as I slid to my knees, “You give living water to those who ask, life to those who simply believe!” Wonder and amazement filled my heart, “You do all things well!”

As for you, you were dead in your transgressions and sins, in which you used to live when you followed the ways of this world and of the ruler of the kingdom of the air, the spirit who is now at work in those who are disobedient. All of us also lived among them at one time, gratifying the cravings of our flesh and following its desires and thoughts. Like the rest, we were by nature deserving of wrath. But because of his great love for us, God, who is rich in mercy, made us alive with Christ even when we were dead in transgressions—it is by grace you have been saved.” – Ephesians 2:1-6

Matters of the Heart.

Hearts1I keep asking that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the glorious Father, may give you the Spirit of wisdom and revelation, so that you may know him better. I pray that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened in order that you may know the hope to which he has called you, the riches of his glorious inheritance in his holy people, and his incomparably great power for us who believe.” – Eph 1:18-19

The eyes of our heart?! Who knew that a heart has eyes! Eyes that can be enlightened or stay dim and unfocused. Eyes that can be flooded with inspired light or stumble around in the darkness trying to find their way! Eyes that are opened by the Spirit of wisdom and revelation so that we may know him better! So that we may know Him with our whole heart, deep down in the depths of our being! So that we might learn about His great power and the hope of our calling!

If a heart has eyes, then surely it must have ears. That we would hear Jesus with our heart, not just our mind, not just in knowledge but that our hearts would be open to hear what He is saying in the Spirit, not in the natural. In the supernatural! I completely believe there is another place to live, let’s not be ‘down to earth’ or ‘logical!’ Let’s be filled to the brim with the Spirit, let’s be full of the Spirit of wisdom and revelation! Let’s live in the place where we can see Jesus, where we can know him more, where the eyes of our heart are opened to the glorious light of our Saviour. Where we can walk with our Father and hear His Heart. Where our wants and needs diminish and His thoughts and desires become the focus of our being. In the Spirit. Heart to heart.

Surely, if our heart has eyes and ears it must have a voice? A mouth to speak the truth. A mouth to shout out the things that are not as though they were! A heart that rejoices in the Lord (1 Sam 2:1) that crys out for the living God (Ps 84:2). A heart that praises the Lord wholly and completely (Ps 111:1). A heart that has rivers of living water flowing from it just because we believed in the Son (Jn 7:38)!

But hearts can be hard, unyielding, stony, tough. Hearts where the voice of God cannot be heard, His light cannot be seen. Hearts that utter untruth, that scream in the face of beauty, that spit in the face of the One who can replace their stony hearts and give them a heart of flesh (Ez11:19). Hearts that spew deceit and lies and all kinds of deception, like vipers writhing in a heap waiting to strike. For out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks (Matt 12:34). A heart turned away from the Lord, a fool whose heart says “there is no God” (Ps 14:1)

Hearts2Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me (Ps 51:10)! Give me a heart to know you, that you are the Lord (Jer 24:7)! Give me a heart with open eyes, flooded with the revelation of you, saturated with the spirit of wisdom, unplug my deaf ears that I may KNOW your voice, that I may hear your heart, the whispers of your love for me! Give me a heart that continually praises your name, that always gives thanks and tells of your wonderful deeds (Ps 9:1)! Let me be always beside you, always with you, constantly listening to you, yearning for you, pouring out my heart to you (Ps 62:8), for you are my treasure and where my treasure is  there my heart will be also (Mt 6:21).

It is Finished!!!


Hundreds of years ago, right back at the time of the Exodus, the Jewish people were instructed to make sacrifices twice every day for the atonement of their sins.  God was very detailed about how the sacrifice was to be done; it was to be two male lambs without blemish and had to be done at a specific appointed time!  (Numbers 28:1-8)  For 1400 years the tradition of killing a lamb twice a day continued, a lamb was chosen and led out at dawn.  At the 3rd hour that lamb was sacrificed.  At the 6th hour a second male lamb, spotless and without blemish was chosen and led out to the altar where it was given a drink from a golden cup and tied to the altar!  At the 9th hour that second lamb was sacrificed and the priest raised his shofar and blew it to signal to the people that there had been atonement for their sins. 

Now picture this – Good Friday.  Early in the morning.  In fact it was at dawn when the first lamb was being chosen by the priest, at this very same time Jesus is standing before the Sanhedrin who condemned him to die.  At the third hour they nailed my Saviour’s hands and feet to a cross and crucified him; the high priest killed the first sacrificial lamb at the third hour.  At the sixth hour, darkness covered the land and the priest chose the 2nd male lamb, without spot and blemish to be sacrificed for the people’s atonement. 

But get this, this is extraordinary.  “And at the ninth hour Jesus cried out with a loud voice, saying “Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?” which is translated “My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?”” Mark 15:34. “And Jesus cried out with a loud voice, and breathed His last” Mark 15:37.  At precisely the 9th hour the priest slaughtered the atonement lamb for the forgiveness of sins and raised his shofar to notify the people that they were forgiven.  At that very moment my Saviour, my Redeemer, the precious Lamb of God cried out “It is finished” And bowing His head, He gave up His spirit.” John 19:30.   IT IS FINISHED!!!  As the priest raised his shofar to tell the people they were forgiven the veil of the temple was torn in two!  IT IS FINISHED!!!  No more did we have to make the daily sacrifice for the forgiveness of sins, Jesus paid it all!

Do you think all these times are purely coincidence?  I think not!  It was all part of God’s perfectly orchestrated plan, planned for you from the beginning of time.  A plan to bring you back to Him, back to His heart and Jesus was the one who paid it all!

Behold the Lamb of God, who takes away the sin of the world!  John 1:29