And suddenly six men came from the direction of the upper gate, which faces north, each with his battle-axe in his hand. One man among them was clothed with linen and had a writer's inkhorn at his side. They went in and stood by the bronze altar.
Dear Heavenly Father, You have written in the beginning was the Word, the Word was with You God, and is You. May the world fully understand The Word is God, not a god. Your Word became flesh and Jesus dwelled amongst us. One day every knee will bow, and tongue will confess Jesus is Lord. Jesus does not do anything on His own, as He hears, He judges, and His judgements are just because He does not seek His will but the will of You Father who sent Him. In Ezekiel's dream he had seen the wrathful, those who destroy with a sword but with them he sees the merciful One with an inkhorn at His side. There is the power of the sword, the power of office, the power of wealth and even the power of social influence, but the power for good and evil is in the inkhorn. It is the ink that leaves the indelible mark. Blessed are You Lord Jesus who carries the inkstand and marks out who belongs to You. Father, You have said Your Word goes forth and shall not return void but accomplish what You please and shall prosper in the things for which You have sent it. Today Father I ask for Your mercy and grace that is new every morning be the epistle written on the hearts of all men and women. May our lives be known and read by others as proof of the authenticity You have changed us. Not seen as tablets of stone but on the tablets of flesh that is our hearts. We are not sufficient of ourselves as our sufficiency comes from You Almighty God. You have made us adequate and competent ministers of the new covenant not of the letter but of the Spirit, for the letter kills but the Spirit gives life. You Lord are Spirit and where the Spirit of the Lord is there is liberty. Thank You Father for this day and the opportunities to share the Good News for Jesus glory and in His name, Amen.
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