Habakkuk 2: 2-3 And the Lord answered me, and said, Write the vision, and make it plain upon tables, that he may run that readeth it. (3) For the vision is yet for an appointed time, but at the end it shall speak, and not lie: though it tarry, wait for it; because it will surely come, it will not tarry.
You may feel as though you are crossing through an immense and oppressive darkness, consumed by your struggles and uncertainties. What you may not know is that, amid your valley, you are a beacon of hope for someone else who is trapped in an even deeper shadow, searching desperately for a glimmer of light to guide their way.
Yesterday evening, I had a powerful revelation. I truly detest those moments of trial, especially when I must constantly struggle to keep my mindset on heavenly matters. Joseph, Paul, Silas, and Jeremiah—each of them descended into darkness not to have their light snuffed out, but to become a beacon of hope. In the shadows, people sat in silence, unaware of who Jesus was.
They lingered in the darkness, both physically and spiritually, until the moment arrived when God illuminated His light through His messengers, guiding them through the obscurity in which they had been lost.
Their journeys remind us that within our deepest struggles lies the potential to rise and shine even brighter. It’s like entering a deep, dark cave to rescue someone lost without a light.
“Therefore seeing we have this ministry, as we have received mercy, we faint not; But have renounced the hidden things of dishonesty, not walking in craftiness, nor handling the word of God deceitfully; but by manifestation of the truth commending ourselves to every man’s conscience in the sight of God. But if our gospel be hid, it is hid to them that are lost: In whom the god of this world hath blinded the minds of them which believe not, lest the light of the glorious gospel of Christ, who is the image of God, should shine unto them. For we preach not ourselves, but Christ Jesus the Lord; and ourselves your servants for Jesus’ sake. For God, who commanded the light to shine out of darkness, hath shined in our hearts, to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.” 2 Corinthians 4:1-6 KJV
One quiet night, as I sat in deep prayer, seeking guidance for a challenging situation, a profound message resonated within me. God’s warm presence enveloped me, and in that sacred moment, I heard His voice gently whispering to my heart, “Darlene, I can transform the harm intended by the enemy into something beautiful and good.” This reassurance filled me with a renewed sense of hope, reminding me of the incredible power of divine redemption.
Skip-Bo is one of my all-time favorite games, filled with excitement and strategy. The thrill of the game lies in its challenge, as players can easily become engrossed for hours on end. Each participant meticulously observes their opponent’s every move, analyzing the cards laid down with keen focus. The tension builds as players try to anticipate their rival’s strategy, making every decision critical to achieving victory. I saved my reverse cards to win the game and leave my opponents with a substantial lead in points.
This reminded me of something, “I said, “God, you’ve given me a handful of reverse cards, leaving Satan with a handful of what he meant for me. “He who laughs last, laughs best!”
Daniel found himself cast into the dark, ominous lion’s den, a place of despair and danger. Miraculously, what should have been his demise transformed into a surreal encounter as God intervened, softening the fierce lions into adorable, harmless kittens, leaving Daniel unharmed. Meanwhile, Meshach, Shadrach, and Abednego faced the blazing fury of the fiery furnace, which blazed with relentless intensity. Yet, astonishingly, they emerged from its grasp unscathed, their bodies untouched by flames, and their clothes not even carrying the faintest hint of smoke. Joseph, once a favored son, was brutally sold into slavery by his own brothers, wrongfully accused of a crime he did not commit, and cast into the depths of a cold, dark prison. Yet, in a remarkable turn of fate, he rose to become the trusted right-hand man of Pharaoh, wielding great power and influence. In a tale of poetic justice, Haman, who devised a scheme to hang Mordecai, found himself caught in the very trap he had set, leading to his downfall and the destruction of his household, ensnared in the very noose intended for another.
I encourage you to keep praying wholeheartedly. God has equipped us with powerful reverse cards that can turn the tide in our favor, while our adversary finds themselves overwhelmed, burdened with countless points that can’t lead to victory.
“And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.” Romans 8:28 KJV
I pressed my palm against my forehead, the coolness of my skin contrasting with the warmth of the tears that cascaded down my flushed cheeks. A torrent of emotions surged within me as I grappled with an unimaginable challenge: a beloved person had fallen prey to the dark and insidious grip of witchcraft. The weight of fear and sorrow clung to me, tightening like a vice as I struggled against the enemy’s voice. “Quit praying, quit, fasting — it’s no use. You know it’s too late to do anything about it.” I fully understood that this was a falsehood. Having experienced it firsthand, I can confidently say that I am living evidence of the transformative power of prayer and the effects of fasting.
“If it’s truly fruitless, Satan, then why are you so relentlessly trying to dissuade me from breaking my fast and stop praying?” I swiped at the tears rolling down my cheeks, feeling the weight of despair lift as I rose from my bed. Determined, I remembered the words of God echoing in my mind, urging me to claim my power through faith. With renewed purpose, I stood tall, ready to exercise my authority in Christ, preparing to face the darkness with strength and conviction.
The Lord said, “Darlene, too many times my people quickly give in to the enemy. They believe the enemy’s lies over My truth.” Conviction pierced my soul because I am guilty of allowing the enemy to have his way, too many times!
Remember this, beloved: keep praying, keep fasting, and keep pressing. My friend, whom I love and cherish, reminds me, “Darlene, the enemy fights the hardest when breakthrough is at hand.”
I am overjoyed to share the incredible story of how this cherished individual in my life experienced a miraculous transformation! Don’t give up! Defeat is not our portion!
“For though we walk in the flesh, we do not war after the flesh: (For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but mighty through God to the pulling down of strong holds;) Casting down imaginations, and every high thing that exalteth itself against the knowledge of God, and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ;And having in a readiness to revenge all disobedience, when your obedience is fulfilled.” 2 Corinthians 10:3-6 KJV.
“You, Lord, are my shepherd, guiding me with unwavering care; I lack nothing. You invite me to rest in lush, green pastures, where the gentle whispers of nature soothe my spirit. You, God, lead me to peaceful waters, where I can find peace and renewal. Restoring my soul, guide me along the paths of righteousness, honoring Your name, Jesus. Even as I journey through the dark and daunting valley of the shadow of death, I will not be afraid, for You are by my side. Your comforting rod and staff provide me strength and assurance. In the presence of my adversaries, You prepare a lavish feast for me, anointing my head with fragrant oil, causing my cup to overflow with blessings. Surely, throughout my life, goodness and mercy will follow me like loyal companions, and I will reside in Your house, Lord, forever.” (Psalm 23) I declared this truth at 3:33 AM, sitting on the edge of my bed, eagerly listening for the gentle voice of the Lord to guide me. What stood out to me was the words goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life.
“Follow, follow me, goodness and mercy shall follow me,” I whispered in the hushed darkness of my room. The stillness enveloped me, creating a cocoon of tranquility as I pondered the profound message within those words. To follow implies more than just a passive presence; it suggests tracking, trailing, or surveying with intent. This means that the Lord’s goodness and mercy are not merely abstract concepts but powerful forces that relentlessly pursue me, ready to envelop me even amidst life’s darkest shadows. This isn’t just any ordinary goodness and mercy; it is the divine touch of the Lord’s compassion and grace. His mercy is designed to chase after me, to lift me out of despair swiftly, and to pull me back from the brink of any troubling situation. It reassures me that I am never alone, for His loving kindness seeks to illuminate my path, no matter how obscured it may seem.
No matter where adversity may find you, keep in mind that the boundless mercy and unwavering goodness of God are always by your side, ready to lift you from difficult circumstances. These twin gifts—mercy and goodness—are inseparable companions that accompany you, providing comfort and hope even in the darkest moments. Trust in their presence, for they will guide you through every trial you face.
“Mercy and truth are met together; righteousness and peace have kissed each other. Truth shall spring out of the earth; and righteousness shall look down from heaven.” Psalm 85:10-11
Soft, gentle breezes tossed loose strands of my hair back and forth. The mid-grey clouds broke away, revealing a carefree blue sky. Spring’s invigorating scent traveled through the air. Comfortably sitting at my desk, I sat quietly, waiting to hear God’s ministering voice. I couldn’t break away from the moment. spring’s fragrance filled the air.
Yielding to the moment, I closed my eyes. Sounds of rustling leaves and chirping birds filled my ears. An orchestrated melody arose as God comforted me. Nature danced in His presence. God’s sovereignty carried me to tranquility. Locked in time is what it feels like.
Completely surrendering, I leaned back in my chair with my eyes remaining closed. Angels certainly were present. “And he rode upon a cherub, and did fly: yea, he did fly upon the wings of the wind.” (Psalm 18:10 KJV) What is there to fear? Nothing, nothing at all. Clarity presented itself as a platform for the ministering power of God. Faith-filled once again with hopeless feelings. Nothing tore me away from desperately seeking God’s counsel. Pleasant whispers of His abiding promises repeated in my spirit.
Yes, it’s possible to feel such peace, the only peace that brings chaos to not. Moments such as these are priceless. I almost said heaven can be experienced on earth. Paul wrote about this kind of experience in 1 Corinthians 12:2-3: I knew a man in Christ above fourteen years ago, (whether in the body, I cannot tell; or whether out of the body, I cannot tell: God knoweth;) such an one caught up to the third heaven. And I knew such a man, (whether in the body, or out of the body, I cannot tell: God knoweth;) It’s possible to feel true peace.
The world promises peace in so many ways. “Do what makes you happy! Doing what made me happy led me into a snare. I’m talking about doing things that lead to destruction.
If you are struggling to breathe, Jesus is oxygen. If you are hurting, He is the comforter. He is so much more than these! He’s gentle even in correcting us.
“Be careful for nothing, but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.” Philippians 4:6-7 KJV
Let Jesus, who is light, break through the walls of chaos. He will make everything good!
Sleep fled from me for many nights. A steady stream of tears cascaded down my cheeks, each drop a testament to the swirling anguish deep within my heart. An invisible weight pressed heavily upon my shoulders, a burden so intense that it spurred me to seek intercession not just for myself, but for entire nations caught in the throes of despair. A profound sense of urgency enveloped my spirit, compelling me to pour forth my innermost thoughts and emotions as I beseeched for healing, peace, and restoration in a world rife with chaos and suffering.
The poignant cries of the broken and weary resonated in the chambers of my mind, echoing through the silence like a haunting refrain. Each plea for relief fueled my desperation, intensifying my yearning for divine intervention on behalf of those lost in darkness, wounded by grief, and in desperate need of the glimmering light of hope.
I received an unusual phone call from my middle sister with a message from God yesterday. Part of the conversation was, “I feel a charge in the air, Darlene. Not bad, I feel God in the air, and He’s making a change and going to heal nations.” She confirmed everything that God revealed to me and another person.
We often trust news and opinions, which can distract us from listening to God. In a noisy world, we prioritize headlines and trends over God’s quiet voice. We pay more attention to influencers and experts, rather than the gentle guidance that offers a deeper understanding and fulfillment.
One of my most cherished activities is to silence the distractions of modern life, turning off radios, screens, and devices that pull me away from focusing on God’s voice. I open the windows wide, letting in the invigorating rush of fresh air. In these moments, I tune my senses to the world outside. Though we cannot see the wind itself, we can feel its gentle caress against our skin, hear it rustling through the leaves and whistling past the eaves of the house, and inhale the fragrant aromas it carries—perhaps the earthy scent of soil or the sweet notes of blooming flowers. Each breath fills me with a profound connection that says, “God is ever present and in control.”
“Behold, I will do a new thing; now it shall spring forth; shall ye not know it? I will even make a way in the wilderness, and rivers in the desert.” Isaiah 43:19 KJV
The golden amber sunlight streamed through the delicate sheer curtains, suffusing my bedroom with a warm, radiant glow that felt heavenly. The room was transformed into a captivating canvas, awash in layers of orange and gold that swirled gently across the walls, casting intricate patterns that danced playfully. I lay there, motionless in the perfection of that moment, allowing the serene atmosphere to envelop me like a soft, comforting blanket. The gentle warmth permeated the space, creating an inviting sanctuary of peace that only God could bring; time itself had decided to linger and bask in the stillness.
A light morning breeze whispered through the open window, playfully tugging at my hair and caressing my cheeks with its cool fingers.
This refreshing breeze, filled with the vivid scent of blooming lilacs, invigorated my senses and wrapped me in a sensory tapestry of freshness as it glided across my skin. Each breath filled my lungs with nature’s essence, providing a delightful contrast to the soft warmth surrounding me, and together, they wove a perfect moment of serenity.
My thoughts were focused on one thing: change. There is a reason for all this chaos, I thought. Many would disagree with me, but I believe that change brings chaos. However, amidst the confusion and fear, the sound of the gentle breeze took control of my senses. All I knew was that the sound and feel of that gentle morning breeze carried a completely different message.
On the day of Pentecost, everything changed due to the wind; amid persecution, doubt, and fear, prophetic winds and decrees brought transformation.
As I pen these words, I can feel the profound presence of the Spirit of the Living God enveloping me with a surge of inspiration and clarity. This moment is not a finale, but rather a vibrant dawn, signaling the start of a new journey for every nation across the globe, filled with hope and potential called the Latter Rain.
“Be patient therefore, brethren, unto the coming of the Lord. Behold, the husbandman waiteth for the precious fruit of the earth, and hath long patience for it, until he receive the early and latter rain.” James 5:7 KJV
Recall the moments when the wind sweeps through; it influences everything around it. The trees dance in unison, their leaves rustling softly, while the scent of nature shifts in the air. It carries whispers of distant places and stirs up the surface of lakes, creating ripples that reflect the changing sky. The wind is a powerful force, touching every corner of the atmosphere in its invisible embrace.
In the depths of darkness, God reveals His most extraordinary wonders. It is in the quiet shadows that the brilliance of light can truly be appreciated; without the contrast of darkness, the beauty of light would go unnoticed.
The Bible shows many aspects of God’s relationship with darkness, often describing it as a complex part of His character. One crucial verse is 1 Kings 8:12, which says, “The LORD said that he would dwell in the thick darkness.” This verse suggests that God can be present even in the darkest of times. It symbolizes the mystery of His divine presence and the incredible power that comes from it. Here, darkness is not just the absence of light; it becomes a space where the sacred and the unknown intersect, encouraging us to think deeply and respect the complexities of faith and the Divine.
Another passage to reflect on is Psalm 139:11-12, which states, “If I declare, ‘Certainly the darkness will conceal me and the light become night surrounding me,’ even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will glow like the day, for darkness is as light to you.” This conveys that, for God, darkness poses no obstacle; He perceives and comprehends everything, no matter the circumstance.
Additionally, the concept of spiritual darkness is addressed in John 1:5, which states, “The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.” This verse emphasizes the triumph of God’s light over darkness, showcasing hope and the power of divine presence even amidst troubled times.
These passages collectively convey that while darkness may symbolize uncertainty or hardship, God’s presence is unwavering, and His light prevails.
I was filled with reluctance and determination as I stood amidst the clutter in my utility room. “I know I need to, but I don’t want to,” I mutter. At this moment, I earnestly declare, “The flesh is weak, but the spirit is willing!” As I sifted through my belongings, I realized that what I might dismiss as mere clutter could be a hidden treasure for someone else. When I finish dragging everything out, my foyer transforms into what can only be described as a hoarder’s paradise—an overwhelming array of items sprawled in chaotic disarray. Dust dances through the air, settling thickly on surfaces, making my apartment appear to have experienced a minor explosion of debris.
Navigating through this maze of forgotten possessions is no small feat; each step down the hall feels like an expedition, with me digging through the emotional and physical clutter to create a tenuous path from room to room. I can’t help but wonder how long it will truly take to restore order to this space, to lovingly sort through piles of clothes, stacks of books, and countless odds and ends that have accumulated over time. The task ahead feels monumental, yet a small part of me is excited at discovering lost gems hidden within this jumble.
Chaos creates an overwhelming atmosphere. So much truth is in that!
What if I told you that chaos is a tool for God? “No, He isn’t the author of confusion. (1 Corinthians 14:33 KJV) He works in it.
In the book of Esther, Haman’s lust for power drove him to deceive the king. All it took was the right strategy since he was the king’s right-hand man, no problem! “Here is the plan. I’ll convince King Ahasuerus that the Jews are enemies.” Mordecai knew Esther was in the right place at the right time. He depended on his niece, whom he raised as his own, to intercede on their behalf. (Read the book of Esther)
Arrogance led Haman straight into the very snare he built for Mordecai. Chaos ceased in God’s time. Israel was spared.
Jesus, upon entering Bethsaida, encountered a blind man in need of a miracle. “Touch him, my Lord,” the people urged. (Mark 8:22-20) First, He touched the man’s eyes with His spit and asked, “What do you see?” The blind man looked up and replied, “I see men as trees, walking.” At first, he didn’t truly see. Have you ever had your eyes examined? Sometimes drops are put in your eyes to dilate them. It can be overwhelming to want to see clearly. The second time, Jesus placed His hands upon the man’s eyes. His vision was restored as if he had always been able to see. Chaos only lasted for a moment; then, by the touch of the Master’s hands, the order was restored.
“And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.” Romans 8:28 KJV
“God has the power to restore order to chaotic things. Before doing so, everything must be disorganized and misplaced. But there’s no need to fret, as He has already paved the way for this restoration. “Thy word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path.” (Psalms 119:105 KJV)
Our natural sight betrays us. Focus on what God said He would do. “I will instruct thee and teach thee in the way which thou shalt go. I will guide thee with mine eye.” (Psalm 32:8 KJV) His eye is our compass. It says eye. “The light of the body is the eye: if therefore thine eye be single, thy whole body shall be full of light.” Single vision is a term that confuses me when ordering glasses online. It taught me something valuable, though. The two lenses are created for optical correction for a single distance, meaning only one. Focus is one way, not two, three, or four. Jesus says, “But if thine eye is evil, thy whole body shall be full of darkness; how great is that darkness!” Proverbs says, “Where there is no vision, the people perish: but he that keepeth the law, happy is he.” To have an open vision, our circumstances mustn’t blind us, and we believe in a physical manifestation of God’s order.
I have a remarkable uncle who is visually impaired yet incredibly skilled at counting money with precision. Despite his blindness, he enjoys “watching” TV and experiencing “sightseeing” by vividly imagining them. When it comes to counting change, he relies on his acute memory for the unique characteristics of coins, such as their size, texture, and engravings, running his fingers over them to discern their value. His resilience and wisdom have been invaluable, teaching me the profound lesson of navigating life with unwavering faith rather than relying solely on what meets the eye.
WRITING GOD'S VISION----AUTHOR DARLENE JUANITA CONARD 
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