I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us. For the creation waits with eager longing for the revealing of the sons of God; for the creation was subject to futility, not of its own will but by the will of him who subjected it in hope; because the creation itself will be set free from its bondage to decay and obtain the glorious liberty of the children of God.
We know that the whole creation has been groaning with labor pains 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. Now hope that is seen is not hope. For who hopes for what he sees? But if we hope for what we do not see, we wait for it with patience. Likewise, the Spirit helps us in our weakness; for we do not know how to pray as we ought, but the Spirit himself interceded for us with sighs too deep for words.
And he who searches the hearts of men knows what is the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints according to the will of God. We know that in everything God works for good with those who love him, who are called according to his purpose. For those whom he foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the image of his Son, in order that he might be the first-born among many brethren.
And those whom he predestined he also called; and those whom he called he also justified; and those whom he justified he also glorified.
Reflecting Glorious Liberty
Just a couple of years ago, deep into my spiritual journey, the Spirit started to speak right through me. It startled me at first. To realize that the Spirit was using me for Heaven’s purposes. It feels like I am no longer “driving my own car.” Heaven is flowing through me, and I am doing God’s work on earth. The arm of God.
It can be gratifying to know you are doing something to further the Kingdom of God. During my journey, the Spirit prayed through me at times on behalf of others and sometimes for me. One day at mass not long before I had a physical manifestation of reconciliation to Jesus, my journal entry reads:
Today at mass when I was saying standard prayers. Instead of saying, “Lord be with my Spirit,” I say, “Lord be with my sin.”
Then, when I close my eyes and arrive in the upper room of my mine, I am kneeling before Jesus. I confess my sins to him, and he forgives me.
I felt sad and said to Jesus again, “do you forgive me?” Jesus smiled gently and said, “Of course I do. Do you forgive you?”
My experiences during communion at mass went on like this for several days. Finally, a line appeared on my hand confirming my Heavenly reconciliation.
I will take my stand to watch and station myself on the tower and look forth to see what he will say to me, and what I will answer concerning my complaint. And the LORD answered me: Write the vision; make it plain upon tablets, so he may run who reads it. For still the vision awaits its time; it hastens to the end – it will not lie. If it seem slow, wait for it; it will surely come, it will not delay.