Publishing: Scribe or Literary Agent (My class is on break but still writing)

 

At this juncture of The Scribal Anointing we should have Acts 2:17 deeply embedded in our spirit as scribes. In fact, this scripture speaks to the marching orders of the present day scribe.  God is pouring His spirit out on all flesh but what are you, specifically, called to do?

 

Rest assured in the midst of this great outpouring of His spirit you are not called to "Sit on it" like Potsie on Happy Days, instructed scribes, these are the Glory Days you are commanded to publish God's glory and proclaim salvation through Jesus Christ our Lord and Savior. 

 

You may very well be the most prolific poet or a house full of snaps spoken word artist.  You may even be a New York Times list best-selling author but what does any of that have to do with the Kingdom of God?  Scribes of the King are you tapped into the heart of God sharing with the world the good news of Jesus Christ and telling the world by any means necessary through skits, plays, poetry, spoken word, novels, movies- even clothing and accessories what God speaks to you while you are in your prayer closet? 

 

It has been said that prayer is our response to God.  How else are you responding? What are you publishing?  As scribes of the most-high God your publishing company is your action or inaction, for that matter, and it serves as an active epistle or testimony of God's word in your life.  Which takes precedent, your words or His?  To which system do you belong, the secular world or the kingdom of God's? 

 

If you want to be a worldly scribe, aka a writer of nice things, let's get worldly and jump into the flesh. Now, can you hear God asking "What have you done for me lately?"  Let's put a beat to it, a baseline.  Your heart, kingdom scribes, beats to publish God's word! Do you need a horn section? Gabriel has sounded his horn. Now get your pens, pencils, and paper together and get to God's work! God is trusting you and blessing you with His spirit and straight from His heart, His word.  How are you trusting Him?  How are you blessing Him?

 

Now is the time to ask yourself if you are truly a scribe of the King instructed unto the kingdom of heaven or a literary agent of the world.  Why do you publish the things you do?  The essence of publishing boils down to this, are you seeking world renown and riches or are you seeking kingdom inheritance and the righteous reward of putting God first? When the time comes and your are standing face to face with the Lord accounting for the things you have published will you be crying out to God saying "Have mercy upon me, O God, according to thy loving-kindness, according to the multitude of thy tender mercies blot my transgressions or will you now publish "O taste and see that the LORD is good?"

In The Company of Scribes

Blessed Father God, look at your children! The earnest expectation of creation waits for the manifestation of the sons of God– look how they are standing up to be counted, ready to go to war as scribes!  Pens in hand as mighty swords, one by one they are answering the call and awaiting instruction.  Let them not get weary in waiting thinking it was a false alarm.  No, the trumpet has sounded and it’s time to prepare.  Prepare their hearts, O Lord, that they will not only hear from You but receive your instruction and burn with passion and zeal for your word. 

Let them be driven to carry out all that You have given them to do.  As they stand up, Father God, let them begin to walk together encouraging one another, fasting and praying together in obedience to your will– that all scribes be instructed unto the kingdom of heaven.  Let them not fall by the wayside in discouragement thinking their gifts don’t matter or no one will hear their voice.  Each one saves one.  I pray, Father God, as they begin to stand and be counted they will also stand as Ezra did, sold out and on fire for You.  Let them stand wholly committed to Jesus, Your precious Word.  Holy Spirit help me help them see the beauty each one possesses and demonstrate how absolutely vital and loved they are as individuals and as a company.  We should all know what we’ve been given to do doesn’t take great skill– it takes great obedience.  It takes great courage. It takes great faith- faith so great it takes a mustard seed to contain it! Oh, but what faith bursts forth from that tiny seed; faith to set people free not because of a jury’s verdict, no! People set free because an army of scribes took to task your word and put pen to paper and got the job done! Hallelujah in their homes, in their churches, and in the streets of their cities and even on the job they are sharing your word! Deliverance at the tip of a pen driven by scribes operating under the Scribal Anointing working in unity with Holy Spirit.  Not a tribe called quest but a tribe called Ezra on a quest to snatch souls from the grasp of the pit.  A tribe speaking from the very heart of God interceding and reclaiming territory for the Kingdom! One small leap of faith after another breaking the chains of hell because who Jesus sets free is free indeed!  Yes, Father God, an army of scribes not used to entertain but an army of scribes with Jesus working through them setting the captives FREE! 

We are an army of scribes committed to living lives of holiness, teaching and protecting the word. We are a prayerful army; an army full of prayer relying solely on You, Father God, as our source shunning pride and haughtiness.  We will remain humble but we will ever be a force to be reckoned with, pen in hand ready to reveal treasures both old and new.  Truly if God be for us who can stand against us?  What can stop the flow of ink, the spoken word, or any of the prophetic arts from going forth; an army of uncircumcised Philistines? Not as long as we know our gifts come from You, gifts for which we give You all the honor, glory, and praise.  Individually and collectively WE ARE NOTHING WITHOUT YOU Author and Finisher of our lives.  You are the beginning and the end; Alpha and Omega.  Thy will be done through us, Father God, till every knee bows to the name of Jesus, till every soul cries out Jesus save me we will keep it moving, keep it pushing and keep it real, holy and sanctified by the blood of Jesus the risen Christ in whose mighty name we pray, amen!

 

Alone With God

Heavenly Father, beloved Author and Finisher of my life, only You know how my story is written.  I can only hope that I am turning the pages according to your will.  You know me- not only am I not always sure but sometimes, like with any other book, I like to read the ending first or even the middle to see how it relates to the beginning. It’s not because I have a desire to know all the answers- I hardly know the questions, I just want to know the ending is You, that the pen is still and always in your hand. Besides, even looking ahead I still don’t have all the answers. If I didn’t know any better I’d say you’re editing and rewriting things even as I go along. Just never write yourself out of my story.  I am nothing without you and as much as things don’t make sense now, they never will without you.

What I know is I will keep moving forward trusting You, Your workmanship through me and in me. So here I am working towards becoming the instructed scribe You purposed me to be.  Yes I am but are You sure? It’s one thing to do this for myself, I just know it’s not about me.  Truthfully, Father, that’s what scares me- the people you are entrusting to me… The spirit is willing, yes it is Father, and I trust You but can I trust myself to be like Ezra?  Do You know all that he did? I mean, I know You know.  Perhaps I’m reading His ending and comparing it to my beginning and what I thought was the ending of my book was still only the beginning.  I don’t know… I know I have a lot of territory to cover and I cannot begin to take a single step without You.  You alone are how I’ve come even this far. Here I am needing your grace and mercy. Daddy, even more faith.  As You write me; I read You.

I know and thank You that my gifts come from You.  None of this is me.  I just pray, Father, that I don’t take it lightly.  I know you take the foolish things to shame the wise– I just can’t be foolish with this, not any more.  Father, please help me walk in obedience.  Teach me to sit down and be still and really prepare my heart to receive instruction from you. Show me how to do this YOUR WAY. I hear Your voice, Father God, but rooted, I need to be deeply rooted because of the things You’ve shown me.  I don’t want to get carried away and moved from your presence.  Every day I fight to cling to You. I fight to not get lost in some kind of self-serving posturing. I want to be pleasing to You; not myself or anyone else. The glory is Yours. It is never mine to possess or exalt myself with.  I am your servant although You do so very much for me.  How can I thank You except with my life; the very one written by Your hand? This raggedy life drenched in the blood of Jesus is utterly Yours to do as You will. In the saving name of Jesus. Amen