Break of Day And Comes Nightfall - Prophetic

Rev. Lainie Dowell
(Received by God's Hand Tues., July 12, 2011, 6:57 a.m. EST)


The God of Heaven And Earth Commands The Obedience of All Mankind.

Mankind has found a love and in that mixture of error comes the most of all deadliest -- Most oh most of all deadliest of unions.

"For the Lord your God is a jealous God.
And, thou shalt have no other gods before Me," saith the Lord of all.

Man has been disobedient and he has ceased not to be wicked in God's eyes.

Marvel not, for if God be not God, then all life as we know it to be shall cease in an instant and shall be no more.

Marvel not, for if God be not God, then even the earth shall cease to spin on its axis and turn no more.

The floor beneath mankind's feet shall open up and swallow man in the largest grave known to mankind, and from which none shall ever escape.

Marvel not, for if the Word which emanates from the Holy Spirit of Almighty God does not speak His Word in His due season, neither shall the mind of man have an occasional respite. And the world and all that is in it shall give way to life and enter into eternal Hell and damnation from which there is no reprieve -- no repentance -- and no possible escape.

Praying as I go, because prayer is my fulltime preoccupation.

IN GOD'S DUE SEASON ---
Five-Fold Minister
Wearer of the Mantle of The Office of Prophetess
Wearer of the Iron Robe

Shepherdess
Silent Thunder

God's Warrior Woman
God's Emissary of War

WHEN JESUS COMES IN, PAIN GOES OUT

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And Then He Touched My Soul

Reprinted

Rev. Lainie Dowell
(Received of the Holy Spirit in 2001)


"Who touched Me?" My Master said.

'Twas I who reached out beyond the throng
'Twas I some said did not belong

'Twas I who touched His hem that day
'Twas I who received His
Healing touch to stay


'Twas I who pressed my forelorn way
To reach beyond beyond
'Twas I who touched His hem one day

But He touched me more . . .
He touched my soul


The Master came in and
where He stood
The gaze of love emanated

The rays of sunshine shone
'round about and deep within
His already brilliance

And Then He Touched me

The Master called me forth to Him
And lifted me up to His presence
And touched my welcoming soul


In that moment that He touched me
He made my wounded soul whole
He crushed my every weight
Under His beauteous feet

Master and Lord has made
me complete


And even when that teardrop falls
Is when He loves me best of all

In His touch and in His love
I swell with jubilance from above
Such that this battle I will win
He touches me and removes my deepest sin


Strange and oh so wonderful is my love for God.
Why?
Because in my flesh I have nothing He needs
But in His Spirit, I have everything

And He freely gives unto me out of His great storeroom
Whereby I can give to you my beloved
and oh so precious colleagues


As He has touched me
I touch you with all of God's sweet peace


Reverend Lainie Dowell
-Silent Thunder-
Five-Fold Baptist Minister

WHEN JESUS COMES IN, PAIN GOES OUT

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God's Most Beauteous Plans Ever

Rev. Lainie Dowell
(Received of God's Spirit on Friday, July 8, 2011)


Hollowed out in the hands of God
Carved upon the scars
Lay the most beauteous plans ever

Have you been to the scene?
Have you viewed the cross?

Have you not crossed The River?
Have you not climbed The Mountain?
Have you not bowed at The Throne?
Have you not touched God's face?
Have you not heard His voice?
Have you not dared to live for Him?

Have you cared enough?
Have you cried enough?
Have you given you to God?

He who bled and died
He who came alive
He who loved so hard He cried
He who placed His plans inside

For, in you, God's beauteous plans reside

~Father God! 

SILENT WHISPERINGS
Hallelujah and Amen to the Father, Son, Holy Ghost!

WHEN JESUS COMES IN -- PAIN GOES OUT!

Copyright (c) Rev. Lainie Dowell, 1999-2011.
Original Musings by Rev. Lainie Dowell
The Mountainside Ministries. Columbia, MD.
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Not to be reprinted without permission.

There At The Gate Awaits Golden Robes And Golden Crowns For All Who Run the Race With Patience

THUS SAITH THE LORD:


The Word of the Lord God!

By Rev. Lainie Dowell








Many have heard what you heard and seen what you see but they have not had the temerity to dare to believe God Himself hath done it as you have.

Many are called but few are chosen and when they are handpicked by God, none is in the room but them and God --- Alone!

Three in One and the man and woman of God are the only ones to be in that room when God hands down His decrees and mandates and sets them in those who are chosen by God alone.

For if mankind does the choosing, then how could they place in the chosen that word of wisdom which strengthens and sustains them when mankind rejects them as being sent from God?

Many times I the Lord thy God hath risen early and sent forth My prophets in the land and the rebellious have killed them to shut up My word to the universe. No more shall it be that the voice of My prophets shall run and hide in fear of man. For when they go I, too, shall go in the lead and strike down every one who has stepped in the way of My truth, saith the Lord God of all the worlds and of all creation.

My hand has set upon the prophetess the seal of glory and upon her head is the crown of glory and in her hand is the sword of glory and in her heart is all that glory and honor can afford.

Walk with Me, saith the Lord thy God and there shall I speak of unspeakable and unknowable thoughts unlike those of any man. Thoughts and words from heaven have come upon the world's plain and, yet, the world's people have ignored the word of the Lord and have been a menace unto My beloved, saith the Lord God.

Walk and see if the prophetess hath not heard and believed.

Walk and see if God hath not lifted her above all walkers in the pathway to My kingdom, saith the Lord God.

Walk and see if God hath not said it.

Walk and see if God hath not written His words upon her heart and guided them through her spirit.

Walk and see if God hath not kept His promise to keep her from hurt, harm, and dangers known and unknown.

Walk and touch not My prophet neither do My servant no harm, saith the Lord.

Walk and be at the Throne Room of Glory when I ask the question. And the answers are already written in the Book of Life.

Walk and fully known that I the Lord thy God AM God alone.

Signed, JESUS!

Copyright (c) 2010 by Rev. Lainie Dowell.
All rights reserved worldwide.

Word Received Saturday, November 6, 2010, 9:53 a.m. EST

And Then He Touched My Soul

"Who touched Me?" My Master said.

Twas I who reached out beyond the throng.
Twas I who some said did not belong.
Twas I who touched his hem that day.
Twas I who received His healing touch to stay.

Twas I who pressed my forlorn way
To reach beyond beyond.
Twas I who touched his hem one day.
But He touched Me more --
He touched my soul.

The Master came in and where He stood
The gaze of love emanated and
The rays of sunshine shone 'round about
And deep within His already brilliance.
And then He touched me.

The Master called me forth to Him
And lifted me up to His presence
And touched my welcoming soul.

In that moment that He touched me
He made my wounded soul whole.
He crushed my every weight
Under His beauteous feet.

And, now --
My Master and Lord
has made me complete.

In His touch and in His love
I swell with jubilance from above.
Such that this battle I will win --
He touches me and removes my deepest sin.

Strange and oh so wonderful is my love for
My God.

Why?

Because, in my flesh, I have nothing that God needs.
But, in His Spirit, I have everything that I need from God.
And He freely gives unto me out of His great store room
Whereby I can give unto you --
My beloved and oh so precious
colleagues.

And --
As our God has touched me --
I touch you with all of His sweet peace.

Copyright (c) 2007 By Rev. Lainie Dowell.
All rights reserved worldwide.

Only God! Only God!

Only God can write a poem
that will last beyond mere words,
grip the hearts, minds, and souls
of all those who happen upon them
and will make them their own.

Only God can give true meaning
to droplets of ink placed upon
parchment drawn from the hearts of those
who grip the instrument.

Only God can calm the restless spirit,
soothe the questioning mind,
hold the weary soul,
revive the worn out body.

Only God can grant solutions sought
and only mankind can seek them.

Oh,
but if only they would earnestly embrace
the true value of blessings from God above
and jealously guard their faith to sustain them
in such times of trouble and sorrow.

Only God can grant solutions sought.
And only mankind can seek them.

"O God, You are my God; Early will I seek You."

Copyright (c) 2007 By Rev. Lainie Dowell.
All rights reserved worldwide.

Quiet Whisperings

Quiet whisperings in the depths of my soul
Overtake me with the glow of dawn
And awaken within my innermost heart
A deeper longing for the heart of God
Most dear

For 'twas God who dipped His finger
Into the chest of man
And withdrew it to create
An even greater plan

He withdrew that rib from
Adam's cage
And set it free
Upon life's page

Yea.
God fashioned that bone
As Adam slept
And a womanly shape created He
Lest we forget

The Architect of my life spoke so clear
He created her soul
And beheld her dear
For nestled deep inside her breast
God tucked His own recipe for blessedness

A pinch of salt to confess her fault
A pint of blood her heart to flood
A quart of bone so she could stand alone
A gallon of love dispensed from above

A pinch of salt
A pint of blood
A quart of bone
A gallon of love
A woman of New Birth

Far removed from the stifling cage of man
And fashioned carefully by The Master's hand
Oh the specialness of God's plan
To place a woman in the land

Who could not know?
Who could not tell?

When Jesus sat to await her at the well
That date had been on hold
For God had placed something within
Much more precious than silver or gold

Yes, God's Salvation had come down to man
But He used a woman to dispense His plan

Why, you ask, could man not see --
Woman is God's secret plan
For Eternality

Copyright (c) 2007 By Rev. Lainie Dowell.
All rights reserved worldwide.

Wind The Clock

The floor of heaven has holes for kneeling
underneath the floorboards so that the souls
below could receive a residue of all the praises
that flow forth from the Throne Room.

There shall be a path.

And there shall be a path, saith the Lord.
And in the path of righteousness is laid a place
for all that sweet-smelling fragrance that wafts
from below the holes under the floor of heaven.

The holes are more than circles and squares,
for at the Throne of God the prayers that
go forth all the day are more than prayers.

For in the Lord's House are those that call
upon the Lord so much that their prayers
never have a chance to go through
a geometric design.

Those prayers go straight to
the Father's ear.
In that instant, He replies.

Want to know? [Yes, Lord.]

In that instant that prayer reaches
My ear, saith the Lord God, I turn in that
direction and -- Marvel not --
And then I look upon My Beloved and
find them looking up at Me.

Then I look into their soul and through their spirit.
Then I talk to them to let them know I have
heard their cries.

When I remove My hand, My touch is imprinted
and remains.
And, in that instant, I held up a blessing.
And I pressed it into My imprint upon that one
I touched.

Then I -- oh how I made room for that one
to take the burden and place it at My feet
where I sit and hear their cries.

Each time they call Me, saith the Lord,
I shall turn and press in to hear them.
Ah how I shall reach out and calm
all of their fears.

Then shall they know I the Lord thy God
hath done it and not another.

Wind the clock and watch the time remain
still until I the Lord hath released its stem.
It shall be still and it shall not move until
I tell it to, saith the Lord thy God, who
redeems the time.

And you shall surely know I the Lord thy God
hath done it, saith the Lord thy God.

Be ye settled in your mind --
For I have -- Ah --
heard and I have responded.

Copyright (c) 2007 By Rev. Lainie Dowell.
All rights reserved worldwide.

Wintry Scenes Unfold

Revive us Oh Lord God.

Winter is harsh and dreer.
Washed with undercoats of snow.
Wet from crystals falling on earth.
Whether sun shines or whether winds blow.
Whether rain comes and the wintry night Remains --
God will keep us!

Beyond stark scenes of trees
Whose leaves are blown away
Where branches cause the trees to
Follow the wind.

March winds and April snows
Cleanse the earth.

Whisper it in the air
And it sails along unencumbered.

Winter forms the following scenes --

The heart that loves the warmth of summer.
The feet that can withstand cold.
The face with stalwart-ness to face the blinding snows of life.
The hands that have learned the secret of keeping warm by the fire.
The voice that is quieted by a sip of tea and honey.
The fullest of ever realm of The Holy Spirit.
The revival of God's handpicked.

The souls that delight themselves in Me, saith the Lord.
They shall be lifted at the hour of My appearing and tell it --

Cast it to the winds.
Cast it to the seas.
Cast it to the heavens above.
Cast it to the earth below.


Copyright (c) 2007 By Rev. Lainie Dowell.
All rights reserved worldwide.

My Heart Weeps After God's Heart Oh So Much

It does not matter to God that you might
think what you mean.
What He really asks is this.
Is your heart truly clean?

Hear Him call ---

I am He who can look beyond to see
if your heart is all that I created it to be.
That which I covered your tiny frame
and blew My breath in you,
in Jesus' name.

That would I find a precious life
worthy enough to reclaim?


That when I got down beyond
the dirty dirt,
would I be able to find true value
in the beauty of your birth?


It is I who placed inside your head
that brain.

'Twas I and not another name.

'Twas I who calibrated that heart to beat.
And, just before you left
My mercy seat,
I tucked inside it My widest smile
and watched you go, My child.

I knew you would find no peace,
except My stormy gates would cease.
But rail outside your door they must
If you are to learn how
to obediently trust.

That was when I heard My child's voice say,
Master, please let me stay.

Then, just to -- oh -- brighten your darkest day
and give you comfort all along the way,
I strung that silver cord tight enough
to hold you oh so close.

But slowly I released the reins
to set you free
to give
all glory to Me
and not boast.


Copyright (c) 2007. Rev. Lainie Dowell.
All rights reserved worldwide.

FOLLOW ME ALL THE WAY HOME

Follow Me home in the crest of the wave
where the eb and flow goes to the undersea
cave

Follow Me home in the bend of the road
where the highway curves and takes up your
heavy load

Follow Me home in the salty sea air
where the mist from the River clings to the blue sky
everywhere

Follow Me home in the rugged hill
where the clouds drift near to the quiet peak
and lie peaceful and still

Follow Me home in the dead of night
where the darkness gives way to
My brightest bright light


Copyright (c) 2007 Rev. Lainie Dowell.
The Mountainside Ministries. All rights reserved worldwide.

WHISPERING SOFTLY

A Whisper is as soft as a feather floating along on the wings of a dove.

A Whisper is as inaudible as a breath that is quietly slipping away.

A Whisper is as gentle as a breeze swaying on a bright summer's day.

A Whisper is as calm as a leaf rustling on a tree beneath the Fall sky.

A Whisper is as heartfelt as a newborn hand touching your breast.

A Whisper is as smooth as river rock peeking through a babbling brook.

A Whisper is as intimate as a bird nestling on top of a lonely branch.

A Whisper is as intense as a flame glowing from the sunshine.

A Whisper is as peaceful as sailing along on a silent ocean.

A Whisper is as loud as your aching heart can believe.

A Whisper is as quiet as a snowfall in the middle of the night.

A Whisper is as strong as a thousand oaks that stretch to heaven.

A Whisper is as silent as a cat stalking its unsuspecting prey.

A Whisper is as sacred as the heart that knows you best of all.

Copyright (c) 2007 Rev. Lainie Dowell. The Mountainside Ministries.
All rights reserved worldwide.

I WILL LOOK FOR YOU

I will point out the footprints
pressed down in the winter snow.
And I will ask the stars that come out at night
to tell me which way to go.

I will look for You beside the footprints
pressed down in the winter snow.

I will look up at the moon light
glowing through the trees.
I will look up at the beauteous leaves
and watch them as they fall.
And listen as they touch the earth
to hear each name they call.

I will search for You among
the golden leaves of Fall.

I will look for You by the oceanside
and listen to each eb and flow of the tide
wherein they shall surge forth.
Surely, the tide would let me know.
Shall I travel north?

I will wait for You there
along the sands of time.

I will whisper for You in the
silence of my soul
and listen to hear Your answer
to my spirit --

Behold.

I will reach for You even as
the sunlight hides its face.
And I will come sit by You
at Your majestic Throne of grace.

And ---

When this earthly realm
can no longer speak to me,
then I will look for You, oh Lord,
my comforter still to be.


Copyright (c) 2007 By Rev. Lainie Dowell.
The Mountainside Ministries. All rights reserved worldwide.

DRIFTING WHISPERS

Lord, What is a whisper?

The whisper is a sound.
At the moment you hear it and turn to look around
it is all too late
for that sound has moved on into the air.

Would you like to hear it?
Yes, Lord!

The moment the whisper has reached your ear,
it's job is done.

It tugs at your heart like a little child tugs
at your skirttails.

It takes hold and won't let go until you take it up
to your breast and hold it close.

It is where your ears meet up with My mouth.
In that moment.
In that one moment.
In that precious moment is when we meet in
Spirit and commune one with another.

Then ---

Forever the sound of a whisper drifts into your mind
and releases a sound in season
forever.

Then ---

We, We, We, Meet in the moment
where whispers drift.


Copyright (c) 2007. Rev. Lainie Dowell.
The Mountainside Ministries. All rights reserved worldwide.

Look At Heaven!

LOOK AT HEAVEN!!!!!

Please share whether or not you have ever personally seen beyond the looking glass.

Wander along with me, if you will, across the greenest valley ever known to mankind.

Not a blade of brown anywhere among the blades of green grass.

Not a tiny speck of dirt anywhere in this carpet of smoothness wherein no foot steps upon it and where spirits come and go within a split second of desire to be in a particular place.

Spirits engage the Master with only deepest respect and reverence in love that is pure and full of peace. God is love and His love is in every space.

Knowledge is ever flowing, because there is no need to wait for any questions.

Spirit minds are able to receive and retain and absorb the sounds, because as soon as they come ---- they go ---- but remain (understand?). The heart is an ever expanding vessel which shall never exceed its capacity, because it is limitless in retention. Enlarged hearts do not burst --- they expand and give out of their containment as soon as they are enriched with the blessedness of our God, whose holiness and righteousness encompasses every place and there are no empty spaces.

Stroll there.

And here we are.

Sunshine, as we know it, has never emitted such warm rays and brightest of days know no end. Moon and stars have no need to shine, for darkness does not dwell there either beyond the Gate of Pearl or anywhere near to it.

Joy eternal and golden rays.
Loved ones have gathered around to welcome.
Do you suppose the dead are jealous of the living?
Do you know any living who are jealous of the dead?
Should they be? Would you be?

Hear the deafening silence whereby the sounds of jubilee ring in the spirit.

Smell the beautiful fragrances wafting through what we, here, call, "Air."

Taste the lucious aromas. Embrace the presence of God.
Draw nigh to Him as He bids you come forth.

Smile ---- And there you stand before the Throne.

Look at heaven!!!!!!!

Copyright (c) 2008. Rev. Lainie Dowell.
The Mountainside Ministries. Columbia, MD.
All rights reserved worldwide.
Received Wednesday, April 16, 2008, 4:30 p.m. EST.

The Thorn and Crown

A Prophetic Word From The Holy Ghost

The Thorn and Crown
That Wounded Head
The Love of God
The Sacred Head
Rev. Lainie Dowell (c) 2006.


There Among The Thorns.
Folded within each point of that crown.
All a mantle is meant to be.

Subtle style and a flowery
Worn and wild scent is now here near.
It commands the attention of all
Who draw near to see.

That crown upon the Master's Head.
A work and A crown in the making.

If all it took was a work and a will of man,
Then a crown it be.
But add to it the Word of God spoken from on high
And what you see
Is A Majestic crown.

That crown upon the Master's Head
Pierced in the flesh.
All that oh came with Him in birth
Was Godly righteousness.

And where the flesh was that of man.
A Godly man and Godly man
Of God's own hand.

Without a drop of mankind's sin
He shed His blood to take us in.

Apart from Him we could not live.
And for the life of all to give
That which was His alone.

That man would be at His Throne.
Called from earth no more to roam. The end.

God of wonder. God of grace.
Shower down upon Thy children
That sweet smile upon Your face.
That in this moment we might be
All the more as one alone with Thee.


Good Morning.
Have a blessed day today and every day.

Silent Thunder!
Wearer of the Iron Robe!
Copyright (c) 2006. Rev. Lainie Dowell.
The Mountainside Ministries. Columbia, MD.
All rights reserved worldwide.
Received Friday, April 7, 2006, 2:36 A.M. EST
A Shepherd Woman's Heart!
Shepherdess! Throneseeker!