Divine Whispers | Viju Jeremiah Traven
The Lessons from Seven Silent Nights!
Beloved in Christ, when the Earth embraced silence during COVID, as the doors of sanctuaries were sealed and the nations trembled in fear, my soul staggered under the weight of Divine stillness. I longed for Heaven’s voice, for the Father’s breath to break through my misery. Yet in the quiet, I gasped for air, waiting for the descent of God to rescue His troubled servant (Psalm 62:5; Psalm 131:2; Job 6:24).
Seeking the Whisper of God
Thus, I resolved to still my restless heart to hear the whisper of God. In my desperation, I abandoned every noise, no song upon my lips, no prayer upon my tongue, no Scripture in my hands, no counsel from any men. For seven nights, I withdrew, from evening until dawn, yearning like a stag thirsting for the living stream, hungering for the deep to summon the deep.
The Breath of Revelation
Nothing stirred in the Heavens until the final morning, when suddenly the Spirit of God opened my eyes to an old poem long hidden in my archive. What once appeared unfinished was unveiled as perfect—not by the skill of my pen, but by the very Breath of God (Psalm 42:1; 7; 45:1).
A Journey of Calling and Wounds
I remembered the path I had walked: born of water and Spirit, baptized into Christ in 1981, aflame for five years, yet wounded by a loveless Church that drove me into fifteen years of distance. Only when my earthly Father fell asleep in 2000 did I yield to my Heavenly Father’s call and surrender to the Ministry of His Kingdom. Through decades of Ministry, I have mourned the decline of Christ’s witness on Earth, for the Bride sleeps, unprepared for her Beloved. I sought fathers and mentors worldwide to sharpen me into Christ, yet too often I found teachers without tenderness, and prophets without tears (Ephesians 4:15).
A Church Without Oil
Some wield truth like a sword without oil, cutting down the broken souls without binding their wounds. Others preach grace without holiness, diluting the Gospel until it becomes powerless to change lives. Local Congregations are not hearing what the Holy Spirit is telling them. They have become too busy with programs, implementing Human protocols, raising funds, organizing fun events, erecting buildings, and doing brand promotion, while the Bridegroom stands outside, waiting to see His image and likeness formed in His Bride (2 Corinthians 3:6; Deuteronomy 32:2; Romans 6:1–2; Revelation 2:7; Matthew 15:6-8; Luke 10:41–42; 2 Timothy 3:5; 1 Thessalonians 5:19; Galatians 4:19).
A Bride Without Awe
He will not return for our monuments or our popular music but for a Bride radiant, spotless, and aflame with love (1 Samuel 16:14; Judges 16; Revelation 3:20). Many who gather in His Name deny Him in heart. Insecurity, envy, greed, and spiritual pride turn saints into enemies of the Cross. Like king Saul and warrior Samson, many do not even perceive that the Spirit of God has departed them. Congregations sing without God’s Presence, talk without walk, and worship without awe.
The Call to Repentance
Yet, the Lord of Glory waits to restore the altars of truth, to consecrate His House with His Holy Flame. He calls His people to repent like Zacchaeus, to rend their hearts, not their garments, and to breathe every breath in total surrender (Philippians 3:18; 2 Chronicles 7:14; Revelation 3:19; James 3:2).
The Zeal of Yeshua
Behold, the jealous Lord Yeshua still burns with zeal for His Father’s House (John 2:17; Psalm 69:9). He will overturn the tables of false shepherds who traded His Bride for their selfish gain, and He will cleanse His temple once again (Matthew 21:12–13). The plague has taken both righteous and unrighteous, yet mercy spares us, to sanctify ourselves while breath remains in our nostrils (Ecclesiastes 9:2; Joel 2:12–13; 2 Corinthians 7:1). For the Word still thunders from the Throne of God: ‘Woe be unto the shepherds that destroy and scatter the sheep of My pasture!’ (Jeremiah 23:1; Ezekiel 34:2).”
The Promise of the Righteous Branch
Yet, the Scripture has promised a righteous Branch from David’s line, the Lord of Righteousness, Who shall gather His flock and govern in justice and peace (John 2:14-17; Jeremiah 23:1-6). But in our day, many assemblies have become theaters of entertainment. Singers rise in professional splendor, yet their hearts rarely exalt the Name above all names. Stages blaze with colorful lights, yet few hearts ignite with passion for Christ.
The Rise of a New Army
Prophets have grown dull, like Eli, deaf to the whisper of God; others, like king Saul, are tormented by envy, raging against those saints pursuing God’s heart. Yet, out of the valley of bones, the wind of the Spirit is raising an army of Samuels and Davids, Prophets who tremble, Kings who worship, Warriors who weep (Exodus 40:34-35; Acts 2:1-3; Ezekiel 37).
A Plea for Mercy
When these truths pierced me, I bowed low, confessing my insufficiency. I pleaded: “Father, have mercy; purify my heart; preserve my spirit, soul, and body, that I may be worthy of the King of Glory.” For my little poem was no longer mine, but His, an instrument to heal the fracture of His Fivefold Ministry, to restore shepherds to the Father’s heart, and to awaken the Bride to kiss the Son before the wrath of God kindles (Isaiah 6:5; 1 Thessalonians 5:23; Psalm 2:12).
The Mandate to Write
Therefore, the Ruach whispered of the mystery: when all things are subjected to Christ, the Son shall subject Himself to the Father, that God may be all in all. In that awakening of my spirit I heard the word: WRITE. Thus, I received a new mandate from the Throne of Grace, to expound “The Symphony Of The Sacred Ministry”, to weave words that enlighten saints and generations to worship the majesty of Christ and give Him endless praise, glory and honor. And by His grace, I labored five years, birthing devotions that breathe with His fire (1 Corinthians 15:28; Ephesians 1:23).
Refinement and Offering
Through fathers and mentors, through the guidance of faithful editors and the prayers of saints, the Lord refined my humble offering of devotion named “Divine Whispers“. Today, my heart burns with one cry: let a never-ending revival of love and grace descend from God. Let the latter House blaze with a greater glory than the former. Let every soul tremble before the Majesty of the Lamb of God, for soon ‘The Lord Himself shall descend from Heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trumpet of God’ (1 Thessalonians 4:16).
The Coming Revival of Revivals
Yet before that great event, let the revival of all revivals break forth like unquenchable fire, sweeping through every nation, until ‘the Earth shall be filled with the knowledge of the Glory of the Lord, as the waters cover the sea’ (Habakkuk 2:14). And let it continue until the Lion of Judah is revealed with His angels, to claim His Bride without a spot for ever (Revelation 11:15) For He is the Alpha, Who makes all things new; He is the Lamb slain to conform us to His image and His glory (Haggai 2:9; Revelation 21:5; Romans 8:29).
All for His Glory
For by Him all things were created, through Him all things exist, and unto Him all things return, for all is of Him, through Him, and for Him, to Whom belongs the glory forever. Amen (Romans 11:36 and Colossians 1:16). Are we willing to be one with the Spirit of Yeshua, the Almighty—‘for he that is joined to the Lord is one spirit with Him’(1 Corinthians 6:17)?
Prayer
O God of Glory, rend the heavens and come down. Purify the Bride in Fire and truth, until Christ is formed in her. Let Your love consume the Earth until all bow before the Lamb.
Reflections
Have I built altars of activity without the Presence of the Lord leading me? Does my heart burn with holy longing, or have I grown numb in mere routine? If Christ returned tonight, would He find in me a Bride prepared and spotless?
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