The Father of the New Creation

Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new.

2 Corinthians 5:17 (NKJV)

The new creation is a species of men who hail from the womb of the Holy Spirit. They are born of the Spirit. They were in Him while He awaited the glorification of Jesus, and His descent to the earth after the Ascension was the Spirit's day of labour. He had waited millennia to bring forth these heaven-born, Spirit-born, blood-washed vessels. We are from heaven, because the Holy Spirit is from heaven; we have proceeded forth from the Father. Predestination now makes sense, and preexistence is an awareness our minds are beginning to grasp.

We are new creations, citizens of heaven, born of the womb of God and never before seen by creation. We are the hidden mystery of God throughout the ages, the unknown ones of the universe, yet known of the Father: a wonder to the angels and the joy of our Father. We have arrived; we are born. We are our Father's jewels. Lord God, what have You made us, that our unrenewed minds struggle to understand? Yet the spirit man understands it clearly: we were kept through the ages to reveal the fullness of our Father.

"But you know Him," the Lord said to the apostles concerning the Holy Spirit. They were certain they knew nothing of Him, but Jesus knew better. He was speaking to their spirits, while their minds were confused. We are new creations, entirely new, new in every sense. We are God's own, and as our Father trains us in the Word, we are maturing into the sons of God, the liberators of creation, God's freeborn.

We have an obligation to creation to manifest the perfections and glories of our Father. No one else can; the onus is on us. Surely the Word is growing us, and soon the world will see it prevail. We are the extraterrestrials the world was never ready for: divine men, Jesus men and women. We are coming, and the whole world will know us. Our Head has commissioned us; we have the power and the strength. We made Him a Father. Until the Upper Room He was God, the incarnation of God, but now at last His dream of being a Father has come to pass. He has children. Oh, what a mystery! He waited, from that dreaded day in the garden until Pentecost. He waited. Father. I can hear heaven crying, "God, the Eternal One, is now a Father." What grace and love!

We are being trained in our churches. We are in the gymnasium of life, and our coaches, tutors and teachers, the apostles, prophets, evangelists, pastors and teachers, must grow up and catch the vision, that we may no longer be children, tossed to and fro by every wind of doctrine. They must produce doctrine, pure doctrine. They must not be afraid to tell us who we are: we are gods. They must not be afraid to declare our oneness with the Man on the throne. They must ascribe universal authority to the Church. Yes, we are universally recognised; we have unlimited clearance into every realm, even into the bosom of God.

We are waiting for the day. We are ready for it, we are preparing for it, we are preaching it and teaching it. My God, it is on the horizon: the sons of God have arrived. This is heaven's new broadcast. What joy, what glory, what power! And we are willing; we are volunteering in this great festival of power. The Jesus men and women are doing it. We are heard, and we are known: the new creation, born from above.