Blain DeCastro
The Word Weaver
- Jul 12, 2025
- 21
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Beloved Church,
The Spirit speaks wisdom to you in this hour,
and He paints it with an analogy so you may see clearly:
You are like a lighthouse standing on a cliff—
not built for comfort,
not shaped for decoration,
but crafted with precision
for one sacred purpose: to shine.
A lighthouse does not argue with the storm.
It does not fear the crashing waves
or negotiate with the darkness.
It simply stands firm
and releases the light entrusted to it.
So it must be with you.
Do not measure your strength
by how gentle the winds are around you,
but by how unshaken you remain
when the winds rise.
Do not compare your brightness
to nearby lights,
for the lighthouse shines for the lost—
not for the approval of other towers.
And remember this:
a lighthouse must be cared for.
The lens must be kept clean.
The flame must be tended.
The structure must be inspected.
So must your hearts.
Guard unity like the stones of your foundation.
Tend prayer like the flame within the tower.
Purify your motives like the glass that magnifies the beam.
For a lighthouse without maintenance
still stands tall,
but offers no guidance—
and the ships crash.
Do not fear the increasing darkness in the world.
The night only makes the light more necessary,
more visible,
more powerful.
You were chosen for such a time.
You are positioned on the cliff of this generation
by the Architect of Heaven Himself.
Your light is not fragile—
it is fueled by the eternal fire of God.
Stand firm.
Shine boldly.
Tend the flame.
For the Captain of our salvation
is guiding many home by your light.
The Spirit speaks wisdom to you in this hour,
and He paints it with an analogy so you may see clearly:
You are like a lighthouse standing on a cliff—
not built for comfort,
not shaped for decoration,
but crafted with precision
for one sacred purpose: to shine.
A lighthouse does not argue with the storm.
It does not fear the crashing waves
or negotiate with the darkness.
It simply stands firm
and releases the light entrusted to it.
So it must be with you.
Do not measure your strength
by how gentle the winds are around you,
but by how unshaken you remain
when the winds rise.
Do not compare your brightness
to nearby lights,
for the lighthouse shines for the lost—
not for the approval of other towers.
And remember this:
a lighthouse must be cared for.
The lens must be kept clean.
The flame must be tended.
The structure must be inspected.
So must your hearts.
Guard unity like the stones of your foundation.
Tend prayer like the flame within the tower.
Purify your motives like the glass that magnifies the beam.
For a lighthouse without maintenance
still stands tall,
but offers no guidance—
and the ships crash.
Do not fear the increasing darkness in the world.
The night only makes the light more necessary,
more visible,
more powerful.
You were chosen for such a time.
You are positioned on the cliff of this generation
by the Architect of Heaven Himself.
Your light is not fragile—
it is fueled by the eternal fire of God.
Stand firm.
Shine boldly.
Tend the flame.
For the Captain of our salvation
is guiding many home by your light.









