Hallmark, noun, meaning a Typical feature or a mark indicating the standard of tested gold and silver. (Revelation 3:18, Revelation 9:17)
Malachi 3:3 He will sit like a refiner of silver, burning away the dross. He will purify the Levites, refining them like gold and silver, so that they may once again offer acceptable sacrifices to YHWH.
If you have not yet read about The Heroine Hallway
You can click the link and head over to it. These heroine hallmarks are messages, pictures and words Father is giving me for the women He is drawing to His side, for the faithful remnant who are heeding His call. They are hallmarks, features of the one refined in fire, purified to offer sacrifices as a holy priest. This week Father has been showing me bold strokes of pictures about the lioness. The lioness who is called to stand alongside the Lion of the tribe of Judah. This is your message tonight dear heroine, for all those whom you are leading to His side, well done dear child, the Father is well pleased with you tonight and your scars are known to Him, He knows every one and He sees. Be the lioness who leads precious sister and keep marching on…
She walks, crowned with intensity and purest strength.
Scars line her muscular legs, she has walked where none have seen yet she remains the African queen. Others join her, their unified roar bursts like fire coals in to the navy sky. Their paw prints hit the ground, while their young play around them, gathering round the wilderness queen.
He walks towards her, encompassed by the mirage of the suns steam.
As He draws nearer she bows with a smile, her eyes are closed until she feels Him at her side. His mane brushes her skin, she peers up in to His warm eyes and radiant smile. It is all she needs.
“Well done.” He says smiling at His beloved queen, “well done for leading my people to where they can be fed by Me.”
She is caught up with His presence, He is caught up with her, He does not look away. She turns and takes her place alongside Him. He stands to His full height and opens His mouth, bares His teeth and roars the thunderous Roar of the Great King.
His subjects bow as they enter His Promised Land. She has led them safely across the barren land, her scars whisper of their travelling story. She has followed His song in the cool of the night, “well done” He smiles at her again, “well done my child, come rest along with those you have led to my side, rest with these, rest with me because I love you…”
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