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Come to the One Sent by the Father

Beloved, you who hunger for truth and long for something more—listen. The Father sent the Son, not to judge you, but to save you (John 3:17). Yeshua, the Lamb of God, was not an afterthought nor a distant Savior. He came in the fullness of time, sent by the Father, bearing heaven’s authority and the weight of divine love.

The prophets foresaw Him. “I have called You in righteousness… and will appoint You as a covenant to the people, as a light to the nations” (Isaiah 42:6). “Come near to Me, listen to this: From the beginning I have not spoken in secret, from the time it took place, I was there. And now the Lord God has sent Me, and His Spirit” (Isaiah 48:16). And again: “Many nations will join themselves to the Lord in that day… and will become My people” (Zechariah 2:11). His coming was foreseen, even as one sent by His Father.

This is that day. Yeshua is the Sent One, and He is calling you now.

A weathered wooden cross stands silhouetted against a glowing sunset, marking the place where pride ends and surrender begins.

God’s Faithfulness and My Journey

My life bears witness to this truth. Years ago in Nashua, NH, I encountered Yeshua through my girlfriend. I accepted Him into my heart, and everything changed. My first pastor, Kyn, baptized me in his backyard pool, and El Shaddai began a transforming work in me, just as it is written: “He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus” (Philippians 1:6, NASB). This transformation, orchestrated by the One sent by the Father, marked the beginning of a new journey.

Later, I moved to Syracuse, NY, to help plant a church. I took on many roles and became an ordained pastor. But under the weight of ministry, I faltered. I burned out. Divorced and disillusioned, I walked away—not only from my calling but slowly from God. I spent nearly twenty years in a wilderness of silence.

But God wasn’t finished with me.

In October 2023, while looking for retirement income, I began writing again. What began as a practical step turned into a divine encounter. The Lord led me to combine my photography with devotional writing—and that’s when breath entered dry bones. “This is what the Sovereign Lord says to these bones: I will make breath enter you, and you will come to life” (Ezekiel 37:5). The Holy Spirit stirred, and my soul awakened. Where I once avoided people, I now pursue them to share His love. His Spirit now guides every step.

He has spared me from death, carried me through sickness, and brought peace into my chaos. “The peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus” (Philippians 4:7, NASB). He supplied what I lacked (Philippians 4:19), strengthened me when I had nothing left (2 Corinthians 12:9, AMP), and healed wounds I didn’t even understand (Jeremiah 30:17, AMP). Through His infinite grace, the Father sent His peace into my chaos.

I testify today: God’s promises are unshakable. He has never failed me.

Jesus rests with friends in Bethany, finding peace and fellowship before the cross, while Mary and Martha quietly serve in love.

The One Who Was Sent

Yeshua did not come on His own. He was sent. Indeed, sent by the Father for a purpose.

“I have not come of Myself, but He sent Me” (John 8:42).

“This is the work of God, that you believe in Him whom He has sent” (John 6:29).

“He who receives Me receives Him who sent Me” (John 13:20).

To believe in the Son is to believe in the Father. To reject the Son is to reject the One who sent Him. Yeshua spoke only what the Father gave Him (John 12:49), and performed works that bore witness to His divine sending (John 5:36).

He was the final word, the beloved Son whom the Father said, “They will respect My Son” (Matthew 21:37). Will you respect Him? Will you receive Him?

The face of an apostle, marked by reflection and resolve, beholding the risen Christ—no guilt in life, no fear in death.

The Call

Let my story speak to your heart. If El Shaddai could awaken a weary servant, bring peace to years of silence, and breathe life into dry bones—He can do the same for you. The One sent by the Father continues to call and restore.

“Just as the Father has sent Me, I also send you” (John 20:21). He sends us still—to love, to serve, to speak truth, and to walk in the power of the Spirit. And this is eternal life: “that they may know You, the only true God, and Jesus Christ whom You have sent” (John 17:3).

Come. Believe. Receive the One sent by the Father.

Prayer

El Shaddai, You who sent Your Son in love and truth—open the hearts of those reading now. Let them feel the weight of Your glory and the tenderness of Your mercy. Draw the wandering home. Revive the weary. Let the breath of heaven fall again. I thank You for my journey—for every valley and every restoration. May it point back to You. Use me now to serve Your people and speak Your truth. In the mighty name of Yeshua, the Sent One—Amen.

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COME ALIVE IN HIM AGAIN: DEAD NO MORE

Come alive in Him again. These words are more than a call—they are a command from the voice that once thundered outside Lazarus’ tomb. Jesus Christ, the Resurrection and the Life, still calls the spiritually dead to rise. The story of Lazarus is not just a miracle of the past—it is a living prophecy. What God did in Bethany, He is doing still. What He resurrected then, He is breathing life into now.

“Lazarus, come out!” (John 11:43, NASB). This was no whisper. It was a divine decree that shattered the silence of death. And that same voice now calls to every weary heart, every buried calling, every soul wrapped in grave clothes.

This is your invitation: Come alive in Him again.

You may not lie in a physical tomb, but how many sit in pews while their faith lies cold? How many once burned with holy fire, yet now flicker like a dying wick? How many dreams lie wrapped in linen, sealed behind stone by disappointment, fear, or compromise?

Like the valley of dry bones in Ezekiel 37, some believers look alive but are hollow. God asked the prophet, “Can these bones live?” And the answer came not through man’s power, but through the breath of God. The same breath that hovered over the deep in Genesis 1… the same breath that raised Christ from the grave… the same breath still moves today.

Can you feel it? The stirring?

Jesus Still Raises the Dead

This is not a metaphor. This is truth. In Acts 9, Peter raised Tabitha from death. In 2 Kings 4, Elisha raised the Shunammite’s son. In Luke 7, Jesus touched the funeral bier of a widow’s only son and brought him back. God has always been in the business of raising what others declare finished.

And today, the same power that raised Jesus from the grave dwells in you (Romans 8:11, NASB).

But resurrection is not just about miracles—it’s a call. Return to Me, says the Lord, that you may live (Amos 5:4). Repentance is the first breath of new life. As Jesus said, “Unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains alone; but if it dies, it bears much fruit”(John 12:24, NASB).

Cast Off the Grave Clothes

Even after Lazarus rose, he was still bound. Jesus said, “Unbind him, and let him go” (John 11:44, NASB). Some of us are alive but still wrapped in yesterday’s grief, sin, or shame. Your soul may have heard His call, but your habits haven’t caught up.

It’s time. Time to take off what belongs to the grave. Time to silence the voices that say, “You’ll never change.” Time to rise with Christ and walk as a living testimony that dead things don’t stay dead when Jesus speaks.

You called me from the shadows, Lord,
Where silence was my song.
You shattered tombs with holy words—
I rise where I belong.
No grave can hold the child You love,
No chain can stay Your hand.
I live because You called me forth—
To walk, to breathe, to stand.

Prayer:

Abba, breathe on me again. Where I have allowed my spirit to slumber, awaken me. Let every buried gift and forgotten promise come alive by Your Word. I cast off the grave clothes. I believe in the One who raises the dead. Yeshua, call my name again—I will come forth and live. Amen.

Aaron’s staff blossomed overnight—proof that God brings life where none should exist. His resurrection power still speaks today.

And I looked, and behold—a great valley full of tombs. Some were sealed in stone, others open and hollow, and still others freshly carved but unoccupied. And over the valley hung a stillness like the hush before a storm, and the air was thick with what had once been prayers now forgotten.

And I saw a Man, clothed in light, walking through the valley. His eyes were like fire, and on His sash was written, “I AM the Resurrection and the Life.” Wherever He stepped, the ground pulsed with life. And with a voice like many waters, He called out, saying:

“Come forth.”

Then I saw the tombs tremble, one by one. Bones rattled, hearts quickened, and the breath of God surged through what had lain cold and silent. The dead rose—not just the lifeless, but those who had once walked and sung and served and preached, yet had fallen asleep in spirit.

I saw a woman rise, weeping, her hands still stained from her past, but her eyes beholding glory. I saw a man who had buried his calling stand upright, the scroll of his assignment unrolling in his hands once again. Children whose voices had been silenced by fear now shouted praise.

Then a great voice from heaven cried:

“Loose them and let them go! For what I have called alive, let no man bind again.”

And I saw angels descend with garments of white and oil of joy, clothing the risen ones with strength. They placed harps in their hands and fire on their lips. And I beheld a multitude, once dead in spirit, now burning like stars in the expanse of heaven—each one marked by the Voice that called them forth.

And I fell on my face, trembling. For He who speaks to tombs speaks also to hearts. And I heard Him say:

“Tell them: The time of sleeping is over. The time of hiding is past. I am calling my people to rise. Come alive in me again.”

And I knew it was true, for his voice awakened even me.

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