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Apostola Apostolorum


“That I might know him, and the power of his resurrection, and the fellowship of his sufferings; being conformed to his death.” Philippians 3:10

Between the tree and the rising of the root, the Roman watchmen sleep. An unexpected woman whispers into borderland and mourns the empty womb-tomb. His brethren flee, but she of seven demons alone shall be.

Pouring out an intercession of suffering she cries out her longing to behold. Intentional waiting precedes beholding, and  mourning heralds knowing. In the fellowship of his suffering, she must bear the depth of his mercy for the ones who live in his absence. Blinded with anguish, the woman gazes up to heaven, praying for the sacred rain to wash away the sting.

Moved with compassion, He whispers his mercy, “be opened.”

Quietly, He rests in his shadow waiting for her eyes to receive Ephphatha.

The holy spit salve rinses her eyes, and the well woman blinks. Ephphatha opens the beholding of the veiled knowing. Seeing the colour of the red-stained-wombed hands and feet is Ephphatha’s first fruit.

The first to see is the first to hear, and a gendered John the Baptist is called by name.


The unexpected apostle sees her beloved in his shadow, and hears his living utterance.


Her primal heart wants to hold him, but he extends his holy arm. In the shadowed safety of his holy sword, she listens intently to his whispered request.

‘Go Mary, tell the sent ones you have seen me!’

Called by name, the first apostolic commissioning takes place. Courage replaces mourning, and the unexpected apostle obeys.

‘I have beheld him,’ she cries out to the brethren.


An apostolic dissonance blinds the apostles as they hide in their shadow. Dissonance restrains recognition until the breaking of the bread. Fear wrestles with belief; pride and faith conflict the mind and heart.

Moved with compassion, in communion with the brethren, He whispers his mercy, “be opened.” The scales of dissonance fall from their eyes, and the veiled manna is revealed.

“As the Father sent me, so I send you.”

‘Ephphatha’ opens his red-stained-wombs, and the living word unfolds in the two-fold gift of mercy and revelation. In unity with the three, the Apostola Apostorum and the Apostolic Sent Ones receive the storm of his breath to go…so that all might know.

The tree lies bare and the womb-tomb empty, but in the tender shadow of borderland lingers Ephphatha.

 “Ears that hear and eyes that see – the Lord has made them both.” Proverbs 12:20

The Feast

The feast of the seagulls hover over no-man’s land waiting for the unprepared to strike the first blow.

Foolish men of war help themselves to heavens armoury and with unknown arrogance they assume the knowledge of instruction on how to wield them. They sharpen tools for the vintage wrath of the King while the humble quietly empty their hands.

The meek know the power of the sword and who bears the weight of it.

The visible bride veils the true bride as she readies in the sanctuary. A purity set apart prepares her while the foolish flaunt the tools of their own destruction.

In peace, the humble shall inherit borderland because they go forth not. They wait in the shadow of the King as heaven releases the almighty host for war.

At the sound of the trumpet, God’s army thunders across borderland while men of war charge into the enemy’s ambush. The angelic host cry out:

Sanctus, sanctus, sanctus Dominus Deus sabbaoth.
Pleni sunt caeli et terra gloria tua.
Hosanna in excelsis.
Benedictus qui venit in nomine domini.
Hosanna in excelsis.

With shield and sickle the harvest begins and in peace, the meek inherit borderland.

 …the birds will feed on those who die in the country. 1 Kings 21:24

The Song of Deborah

“When leaders lead in Israel,
When the people willingly offer themselves,
Bless the Lord!”
“Hear O kings! Give ear, O princes!
I, even I, will sing to the LORD; I will sing praise to the Lord God of Israel.”
For 1 Chronicles 12:32 says,
“And of the sons of Issachar, were men who had understanding of the times…”
“And the princes of Issachar were with Deborah…”