The Remnant Threads

shared by Suzin McNeill
dove of christ

Yesterday, my Father let me feel the grieving of His heart for His people, and although I have felt deep grieving many times before, this grief was different. It was a sorrowful grieving that left me bent down and in tears. It was not travail. It was a deep, deep sorrow that seemed to permeate my bones and pulled out of me any and all reserves that were there. I knew that I had nothing left to even attempt to give another. My Father and I were in the white room of His Presence and as our tears flowed I saw them drop from the heavens as great big, giant drops of rain, yet it was not rain, it was our Father's tears for His people.

 This grief bent me double and I could hardly stand. I prayed. Let me comfort You, Father in Jesus name. I said, I am so very sorry that so many will not hear You and seek Your will. He showed me a small square of woven and torn fabric that was enclosed within His hand.  It was plaid and had many strings of raveled thread around the edges. It was not a very large remnant, but He held it in His hand with such protection and love that I knew this was where His heart was tearing in the frailty of the remnant. The remnant He held so lovingly was like the love that a babe has for their favorite blankie, only greater because it was pure love from The Father. Each thread that was coming apart from this remnant was so special to Him. Again, His love and the powerful tenderness of His love bent me further.

Father, I asked, what can I do to comfort You? I saw His giant tears falling again. The grieving was so great I could no longer speak nor stand.

He said, the threads that you see coming out from the remnant cloth are My sons and daughters in the ministries that I called them to. They are unraveling because they have left their first love to work their own works in serving Me. They call their ministries by their own name and stand in honor before each other. They speak of Me but, not for Me. They have woven their own cloths of sparking silver and gold in their own successes by their own works. I grieve because of this, the directions of their feet in service. These loose threads have come apart in raveling from the center of the remnant. They have scheduled their services so far in advance for their own gain of money that they are falling away from the oneness of purpose in the gospel of service. My Son Jesus did not promote Himself nor His ministry. He walked My daily will and sought oneness with Me. It was He who prayed for oneness in unity with Me.

The loosened threads are about to come apart from the whole and this grieves Me greatly, says The Lord. There will be many, many, names that are about to fall before the eyes of My people. They will be shaken and shaken and torn apart as  these first threads  are allowed to fall from My hand and out of the remnant piece. These are the ones that stand alone in glorying in themselves and their own ministries. Many of these are My called ones who have worked works in their own choosing, using the name of Jesus. They have been successful in this world and in their own ministries. They have gathered in much for themselves and not dispersed.

Among My people there is great wealth
 and also great shame.

Those who have not are given My Word and instructed to go gather into themselves their own successes. I would that My people saw the needs of each other as their own and freely turned to give without proclamation. Giving, sharing in oneness, caring in oneness, will birth unity among My people. Unity is the thread that will strengthen My people.

All of My people have specific functions within the body. All are not called to finance. All are called to pray and to love one another. Walls exist between those who have and those who have not. It is time for both reaping and sowing in great measure. My leaders shall disperse by My expressed will daily. Let the song in Israel be the song of oneness. This remant people are those of My heart and are within My hand says The LORD. Pray one for another. Give one to another. Build Me a holy remnant people, as temples not made by hands but of callings in My love. Each thread is singlely woven into the remnant. Each thread is of importance to the whole, just as each body part is needed within the body.

Care for one another as I have loved you and
 you will see a great tapestry
even among the remnant threads.

Cry repent, the kingdom of heaven is at hand and the remnant piece is unraveling swiftly.  My heart is pierced with this immortal grieving. Father, forgive us all in JESUS name. Have mercy.

 Isaiah 1
1) The vision of Isaiah the son of Amoz, which he saw concerning Judah and Jerusalem in the days of Uzziah, Jotham, Ahaz, and Hezekiah, kings of Judah.
2) Hear, O heavens, and give ear, O earth: for the LORD hath spoken, I have nourished and brought up children, and they have rebelled against me.
3) The ox knoweth his owner, and the ass his master's crib: but Israel doth not know, my people doth not consider.
4) A sinful nation, a people laden with iniquity, a seed of evildoers, children that are corrupters: they have forsaken the LORD, they have provoked the Holy One of Israel unto anger, they are gone away backward.
5) Why should ye be stricken any more? ye will revolt more and more: the whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint.
6) From the sole of the foot even unto the head there is no soundness in it; but wounds, and bruises, and putrifying sores: they have not been closed, neither bound up, neither mollified with ointment.
7) Your country is desolate, your cities are burned with fire: your land, strangers devour it in your presence, and it is desolate, as overthrown by strangers.
8) And the daughter of Zion is left as a cottage in a vineyard, as a lodge in a garden of cucumbers, as a besieged city.
9) Except the LORD of hosts had left unto us a very small remnant, we should have been as Sodom, and we should have been like unto Gomorrah.


Jeremiah 3, 20  Surely as a wife treacherously departeth from her husband, so have ye dealt treacherously with me, O house of Israel, saith the LORD. A voice was heard upon the high places, weeping and supplications of the children of Israel: for they have perverted their way, and they have forgotten the LORD their God. Return, ye backsliding children, and I will heal your backslidings. Behold, we come unto thee; for thou art the LORD our God. Truly in vain is salvation hoped for from the hills, and from the multitude of mountains: truly in the LORD our God is the salvation of Israel. For shame hath devoured the labour of our fathers from our youth; their flocks and their herds, their sons and their daughters.

We lie down in our shame, and our confusion covereth us: for
we have sinned against the LORD our God, we and our fathers, from our youth even unto this day, and have not obeyed the voice of the LORD our God.
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