PIERCE MY HEART FOREVER LORD

I speak only of Life.

And you say your eyes only perceive death.

With whose eyes

does a blind man perceive?

Only Love can perceive.

Only Love can give,

the One breath that causes Life.

I speak only of Life.

That Life shall,

Pierce my heart forever Lord,

lest I should forget.

By whose eyes

this blind woman perceives,

and by whose spirit

this woman is wrought from within.

DEANNA WEST © 1996

Today,

My mother and I talked about the coming of the Lord. She herself works in the prophetic; not only profoundly, but it is not very often—so you tend to listen when she does. There has been a video going viral on Facebook and YouTube about “Strange noises” heard over Missoula. I listened to them and at first it sounds like the train tracks ‘singing’. I have heard the tracks sing before and it is a little eerie but fascinating. When I listened again, I could hear distinct tones; pitch perfect, going up the scale and then back down, and the more forward noise was like a child tuning a violin that had just started learning to play. The tones were five – seven distinct tones. It is a cloudy day—one where the clouds are hanging very low. They are about to burst with snow.

My mother asked me about the video, and asked me if I had heard it. I told her yes, I had listened; but being curious about how she found out about it when she is not computer bound left me quiet until she explained. My mother Sunny is like that. She will explain if you wait. Her friend Pat Richards had heard them, and as we discussed what I thought I heard; she told me that when she first listened to it she could hear a ‘heavenly choir’. This is the same thing I heard too—like an orchestra tuning up for play. It was a heavenly orchestra getting ready to play before the Lord.

I have heard this before too. Heavenly orchestras playing in worship as I worship. We are ‘pitch’ perfect, and we are in tune. Voices match, mix and meld into something sweet and beautiful—a river for certain that gives life to hell bound souls, and refreshes the saints. Everyone is welcome to gather for this piece of the finest strings, voices, and trumps you will ever hear!...and better yet, it’s all free!

So the sounds over Missoula may just be the result of a forty day fast and the many prayers over the whole of Montana—prayers that are supernaturally bringing heaven to earth—and God into His kingdom. We are not the only ones praying for these things! There are prayer-soaked people around the world!

The soldiers are lining up. I have seen them standing strong on the mountain tops early in the morning when it is just turning light and the air is crisp with winter. I first saw this almost two years ago. Their spears are ready, and their shields are forward bearing—there is a peace in their eyes and a quiet knowing. They know that I know they are there! I have seen them standing on the mountain tops waiting. Waiting for what? They are waiting for their Master’s voice to move them into motion. How does that happen? By ‘abandoning’ and surrendering everything we are to God!!! They are set in motion by asking God to send them to their assignments! They are in motion due to the expectation of it. Christians everywhere want to see Jesus!
            These things happen through prayer and fasting. It happens through intense fellowship with the Holy Spirit—our Guide, our Comforter and Builder of our faith, Christ being the cornerstone. Without Jesus, none of the supernatural could think about taking place, and when we do experience the supernatural our hearts are not inclined to hear or see it! We try to explain it away. We refuse to believe.  

People have been seeing it for some time now. Visions and dreams do not only take place at night when we are sleeping. They can also be in the imagination of our minds which also belongs to God! We just need the freedom to believe freely what God is doing for us in the open. Those warriors who stick to their closets know that prayer is rewarded openly, and not always in the way we would think. God never ceases to amaze me as long as I do not try to place boundaries upon His Holy Spirit!

So back to the video of the sounds over Missoula—I was told today that there are other places hearing the same things. I will look for that evidence and document it as it comes in. If you look on YouTube you will find that ‘strange noises’ that are similar are being sent in from all over the world. What does this mean? Some call it a hoax, but from Poland to Canada in the middle of January strange sounds were heard worldwide. They sound like an orchestra tuning up every time!

Every time we say the Lord’s Prayer, we ask for heaven to invade earth. We ask for His presence and His will to be here on earth as it is in heaven. This is what I have been praying for through this fast; that is, supernatural encounters with a loving God. I have come to expect it. So then, what happens when we do have supernatural encounters? Do we believe them or dismiss them? Do we really believe God answers our prayers?

I want more than an occasional healing here and there. I want to see victory over cancer in our body, and the harder issues like pornography and illnesses caused due to our sins. I want to see people freer than they have ever been. I want that for you, and I want that for myself too. So I pray. I pray a lot in my closet. I do not always talk about what God and I talk about. To me; it is a private thing; however, I see results. I see people being restored, and I see people being healed. I see people coming to the Lord in a way they never have. That includes my mother.

That by itself is a very big miracle. Having my mother come to the Lord and preach the word to her circle of friends is nothing short of a complete miracle for my family. Restoration, peace and power has come into her life like never before. She told her friend (who is scared of what might take place) to “not worry—all is as it should be. Believe. Believe in Jesus. Get some peace with Jesus”. 

So the sounds over Missoula are probably ‘explainable’ to those who choose to try to explain it. When those same sounds start going global (which they have), will we pay attention then? Will we finally realize that our prayers ARE answered powerfully? Will we dance? Will we fall before Him? Will we worship? Will we just cry? What will happen when we see Jesus? What will happen when we fully realize the extent of the power He gave us?

All I can ask for now is that God continue to ‘speak’ in what ever language He chooses to use; albeit ‘sounds over the earth’—the rushing wind or the stone cold silence as you know the storm is raging. Listen. He is speaking. The sound of God’s approach is near!

Now, I am not saying He is coming today, or tomorrow, but I am saying I hope to live my life as though He is already here. I am intently calling out to the Lord to come. I want everyone saved, (because that IS the deepest desire of His heart)—but I know a time is coming too when He knows it is enough. Maybe it is enough now. Maybe God is tired of watching us make a mess of things. Maybe like me He is tired of watching the morning news when all it has to offer are stories about how fathers and mothers are killing their children and each other. Maybe He is tired of seeing us chase after what is not real—like when we think that having the next Botox treatment is going to make us more lovable and pretty. Maybe He is tired of watching us replace what is true and right and good with something so false. Maybe, just maybe He is ready to hold those who have held His purposes dear in His arms tangibly! He is a tangible God!

I do not know about you—but I seem to live in deep expectation and excitement. I really do find it hard to contain it because the truth is I am afraid if I unplug the dam so to speak—the flood will come…! I know how to be quiet, and wait—that is in fact, what I am doing. Waiting—watching—praying. I see other things, many things in my closet. There it is just the Lord and me. And what I ask for there—is rewarded to me openly.
            I see it in the growth of our body—the whole body of Christ. I see it in the non-believer who is just looking for the answer to what their hearts are crying out for. I see it in nature—and the way the animals speak. Yes, animals speak. I believe we have called out to what is supernatural in the heavens and heaven is responding! I believe God is responding!

What about the Strange Sounds Above Missoula?  I am not going to say either way what it could be because I do not have any proof one way or another. You have to decide that for yourself. But my ears choose to hear the tones that are distinct….just like an orchestra lining up to play before the throne. Still pitch perfect—and waiting.

© De’Anna L. West—February 24^th, 2012

Recorded Saturday, Feb 18th at 12:40pm in Missoula, Montana

Strange Sounds above Missoula, Montana  www.youtube.com

http://youtu.be/GZ2ZcmMxehk   Worldwide collection of video.

The Sound of God's Approach

The sound of God’s approach is near…

So near in fact the world decides
that she will tremble—
the walls will crumble.
The thought a person hears will
stand still—because
of the nearness of the One
who speaks life to the Universe
and sets time in motion.
Without His approach
all would fail.
All would fall into a deep
and terrible darkness.
Instead, the quiet footsteps
of the One my heart loves,
the Light of One who shines on
my being;
sparkles my soul—approaches…
and my thoughts
stand perfectly
still.

De’Anna L. West © 2009

NO POWER   ( I AM )

I AM risen.

No power known unto men

not death nor hate can keep me bound.

I AM risen.

No principality known unto any spirit....

not one evil thought nor energy could thwart me.

I AM risen.

And I had already determined...

every boundary and every concept of the Love I AM.

I AM risen.

Because Love has brought me forth from the grave

and exalted me by the light that Love is.

I AM risen.

For it has been determined by Love

that I would not suffer in eternal damnation living without Love.

I am risen.

For Love has said...

though you may have been bound and made captive...

I AM risen...I have died your death...

and chose this day to set you free from your grave.

I have risen.

Because I, Love, I AM the Word...

and my Word is spoken out....and shouted...VICTORY!

I have risen.

That you, made captive by your own understanding

have given way to seeing through my eyes and feeling with my spirit.

I have risen.

Eternal.

No power upon all of the earth known unto the hearts of any man...

No intent that has ever been set against me prevailed...

for I have already determined that my Love would never fail.

No, I determined that every mountain within the hearts of every

spirit would be removed at the moment I spoke it within my spirit.

I am risen...and remain. I am Love determined. And Love the greatest

above all things...NEVER fails.

I AM

DEANNA WEST     © 1995

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Forgiveness

The Lord woke me up night before last and said "De'Anna, there is someone I want for you to forgive." I said alright, I don't have a problem with forgiveness, but when he told me who it was, I was perplexed. I thought I had forgiven that person. I told him so. His reply was, as long as you carry that woundedness in your heart, then forgiveness is not complete. When I thought about the particular instance I knew He was talking about, I realized that not only had I still carried that hurt, but I also felt I had the right to carry that hurt. I had, after all, done nothing really wrong. He told me gently that He wanted to touch that place in my heart and heal it. Would I allow Him to? Of course Lord! I gave you full entrance to every place in my being a long time ago! Help me to let go of that woundedness, and forgive. I stated out loud that I chose to forgive. Please help me put that forgiveness into action.

He then brought to my mind a huge tri-headed thorn /thistle that had been growing out in my front yard for several weeks. I couldn't mow because of all the rain, and it kept getting bigger. I was determined that I would up root it as soon as the weather permitted. He told me that unforgiveness was much like that thorn bush. It would grow big and the roots deep, and it would eventually destroy my yard. I had to water it well before I could dig it up even because I knew the roots ran deep.....and I wanted it to be completely gone. He reminded me how I had watered it so that I could complete the task of pulling it fully.....and reminded me that His word...the Bible, is what waters our lives. By watering my spirit with His word, He could fully dig out the roots of unforgiveness in my life; after all, they caused me bitterness, anger and caused me to strive and fret and have fear over things that I was never meant to have fear about.

In letting Jesus take full control of my heart I wanted it to be cleared of those things that would hinder my ability to stand in His presence without fear.

He reminded me once again that forgiveness allowed him to work in the other person's life. Forgiveness did not mean that what was done to me was right, or cool or good. It only meant that I didn't any longer HAVE to be responsible for the other person.....like I could change them anyway. I have known unforgiveness to cause me physical illness even....so ........ I refuse to carry that stuff around with me....I want God to take control over the other person's life...! I want to walk away and never think about that pain again.....and the only way I have ever been able to do that was through forgiving the person that committed the act that caused me anger in the first place.

I don't know if I am making sense, but for as long as I carry unforgiveness, it is nearly impossible for God to do anything about the other person.....and hard for God to work in my own heart as well. So, I have chosen forgiveness as a lifestyle.....and I have chosen love over bitterness and hatred. Sometimes, I have to choose that several times each day......but that's why I have an open heaven over my life. Simply Forgiveness. Thanks Lord, for showing me how you forget our sins.....! And remember them no more!!! Amazing!

MY HEART HEARS!

I listened as you spoke,

to the congregation upon the mount.

My heart cried out in gladness

as you blessed those hearts with,

a seed so carefully planted.

And I heard you teach that day saying,

blessed are all of those who would take heed

and learn to love perfectly as you love.

Though their hearts may be forsaken and torn by this world.

There were many blessings brought to every generation

And established by your spoken Word.

Your Love, and every part of creation you are,

spoke of every good and wonderful being that you are.

I cried as I realized all the Love that you are.

I heard as you spoke the depth of your own hearts desire.

It spoke of all that are by your hand made alive,

and set within their spirits sure, a divine spirit,

made to every likeness of your very own image.

I marveled at the Grace of every word you spoke.

And blessed all those who were pure in heart.

For you surely said they would see God,

and clearly established their inheritance of earth.

It pleased me and healed me to sit as I listened.

Knowing full well I drank from the river

of your infinite Love unending.

And I found myself at peace, sitting there at your feet.

I listened, as you taught our hearts to pray.

That your will would be established and finished

upon this earth, as it is already within heaven by your spirit.

I chose within myself that very hour, your Love.

And I, would not turn away again, ever.

Never willingly turning back to any sin.

Though I might be deceived until you were clearly revealed,

I would remain forgiven.

I pondered the great act of your Mercy, as Love poured out 

the very depth of your consuming spirit.

And I was amazed that day at the change within my spirit.

Knowing that I was really loved within.

You never once condemned me for my sin.

I praised your name within my heart that day.

And since that day was borne within my soul

I had wondered how it was that you could Love so deeply.

And contemplated why even you would chose to love, even me.

And then I knew. You desired that the congregation

would Love, perfectly the ALL of you.

And seeing you there I found myself mesmerized

and unable to move at all.

I desired you there, and vowed within my heart,

that you, my ever-loving God, would receive,

My love,

Me.

DEANNA WEST   © 1995

Affinity

On January 14th 2012 my son Frank was married to the love of his life Kay. It was a beautiful ceremony, and a blessing and a gift to me. I love Kay as if she were my own daughter. I wish both of them the very best. This poem was handed to me hand written by a young man whom I don't know, and whom I have never met again. I didn't get his name. He apparently had memorized it and then handed it to me written out by hand. So I thought for years that he had written it. I have looked before for this poem with no luck until today. 

Apparently, this poem is written by the author Dora Greenwell. It's called "Home". It is still fitting. I have looked this up before with no luck. This time this is what I came across. The author has a 'pen' name... and the poem goes by another name as well. Still a great poem. "Within One Nest" by Amarin Rose 
I would have called it Affinity because of the meaning of the word. 

Two birds within one nest,

Two hearts within one breast.

Two spirits within ONE fair,

firm league of love and prayer.

Together bound, you agree.

Together blessed.

An ear that waits to catch,

a hand upon the latch.

A step that hastens

it is sweet rest to win.

A world of care without.

A world of strife shut out.

A world of Love shut in.