Letters to His Roses

Repairer of the Breach, Part 1

Repairer of the Breach, Part 1

Our Bridegroom yearns to live His risen life in our homes and families. Bonnie shares the power of our “yes” in our Bridegroom’s promise:

The ancient ruins shall be rebuilt for your sake, and the foundations from ages past you shall raise up; ‘Repairer of the breach,’ they shall call you, ‘Restorer of ruined homesteads.'” (Is. 58:6-12)

PART 1

(Jesus, speaking in our hearts…)
My beloveds, dear ones held so close,

I invite you to hear, penetrated with all my tender love, these words from My prophet Isaiah,

“O afflicted one, storm-battered and unconsoled,
I lay your pavements in carnelians, and your foundations in sapphires;
I will make your battlements of rubies and your gates of carbuncles, and all your walls of precious stones,
All your sons shall be taught by the Lord, and great shall be the peace of your children.
In justice shall you be established, far from the fear of oppression, where destruction cannot come near you…
Lo, I have created the craftsman who blows on the burning coals and forges weapons as his work;
It is I also who have created the destroyer to work havoc.
No weapon fashioned against you shall prevail; every tongue you shall prove false that launches an accusation against you.
This is the lot of the servants of the Lord, their vindication from me, says the Lord.” (Is. 54:11-15,17)

Does there seem to be a destroyer working havoc in your life right now?
Do you sense oppression, even destruction?
Are there tongues launching accusations against you?
Does your heart ache with treasured sons and daughters wandering far from being taught by Me?

My cherished ones, there is no place you can go where I haven’t gone before you. I AM the afflicted one, storm-battered and unconsoled, even as My Father sends an angel to comfort Me, in My agony in the garden. I learned those words of Isaiah’s at the feet of My Mother Mary and Father Joseph, and I became them that night in Gethsemane. I entered with every fiber of My being into the depths of human darkness, fear, hopelessness, anxiety, betrayal, injustice, false accusation.

I could feel profoundly that the pain of sin undealt with in the hearts of My immediate captors, and through them all the “captors” of human history, was being transferred into My own heart. All the abandonments, all the rejections, all the unfairnesses, all the angers, all the belittlings these captors had experienced–all the unexamined damage in their souls–had found its target. Their alienation from their Source became My alienation from My Father. It was that unbearable distance from the One inseparable from My soul which caused My very capillaries to burst. I was–I AM–those burning coals being blown upon by the breath of the Holy Spirit, the craftsman. I was, just as Isaiah described, being forged as the weapon for His work, by My “yes” to open My porous soul to the sin of others, so as to repair the havoc wrought by the destroyer, whom My Father created with free will.

My beloveds, will you say “yes” with me? Will you not resist being, with Me in My passion, those burning coals upon whom the Spirit is blowing? When you sense the “destroyer” working “havoc” in your lives, it is for one purpose: to expose the unexamined barriers to My love that have come down the generations, whether in your own family line or, as spiritual mothers, in the family lines constituting my Father’s Kingdom. I am asking you to stand in the middle with Me, as I AM on that cross between heaven and earth, as weapons forged for the Father’s work of redemption and restoration.

I am inviting you to stand in the breach with Me, to allow Me to live My life in you so that the mighty “yes” of our drinking the cup of suffering offered to us will flow back the generations and forward the generations to say “NO MORE” to the “oppression” and “destruction” that has “come near” us. “NO MORE!” to captors and captivity. I see how your tender, feminine hearts intuit all in your family life that is not aligned with the Communion of Love My Father and I created your homes to be. I see the yearning in your hearts to provide this Communion of Love for yourselves, your spouses, your children, and the helplessness you feel in bringing it about. But I promise you, you are not helpless. I stand in the breach with you. I take on, with you, the sin you feel coming at you. Then, if you surrender it to Me, in My own body I bear it away on the cross (1 Pet. 2:24).

I ask you in these next days, to be aware of what stirs in your hearts as you absorb these words, and let Me bear away on My cross the weight you need to transfer to Me. This is why I died, and what I took with Me to My Resurrection.

Copyright 2021, Bonnie West

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