Inner King Arising

Neville's Inner Vision

Within the temple of my own awareness I hear Zechariah’s promise as the I AM stepping forth. The King comes to me, just and having salvation, yet humble, riding on a donkey—the power of God clothed in simplicity. The chariot from Ephraim, the horse from Jerusalem, and the battle bow dissolve in my inner arena; they are weapons of fear dissolving as I yield to peace. He shall speak peace unto the heathen, and his dominion shall extend from sea to sea, from the river to the ends of the earth—thus my entire consciousness is governed by one law: harmony within and without. By the blood of my covenant I am drawn out of the pit wherein is no water, released from lack by a vow renewed in imagination. Turn you to the strong hold, ye prisoners of hope; today I declare I will render double unto thee, doubling my awareness, my faith, and my joy. The inner king’s arrival changes the atmosphere of every moment, because reality follows the state I assume and feel real.