Listen to My heart, it calls to you, the one I love, the one I adore and cherish. You are special to Me, I rejoiced the day you came forth and took your first breath. I have watched over you in the joyful and difficult times of your life. I have been there rejoicing with you, as well as encouraging you to go on. It may be hard to believe My plans are for your good in the midst of a struggle, hold on to faith that I can work all things for good. One day you will see the mosaic of your life and notice the hard times are some of the most beautiful parts of the completed picture. Rejoice in this day for I am with you, nothing is escaping My attention.
Forgiveness, what a strong and powerful thing it is; it sets captives free. Perhaps not the one who did the offense but the offended one, the one who was wronged, that was hurt; the one who is carrying an unpaid IOU because the offender never came forth to apologize, to make restitution, or even acknowledge they did wrong; perhaps they’re not even aware they caused hurt to another.
I’m not done with you yet! I’ve been waiting for the moment to speak, when you are silent and ready to listen. I will not compete with all you let occupy your mind. I whisper gently calling to you, waiting for you to hear and turn your attention towards me. Now that I have it let me tell you how much I love you, how you are my heart’s desire. I long to be with you every moment of the day; you are my first thought – I long to be yours. I invite you to sit with me awhile. I have plans for you to know about, you still have a future, one with hope. It doesn’t matter what has happened to you or your errors, I am bigger than them all. I can use them and you for my glory, if you will allow me to. Hear my words precious one, let me love you and make myself known to you in new way; let me revive you – body, soul, and spirit; let me breathe fresh life into you.
December is here, heralding a traditional season of giving and merriment, it also signals the closing out of the year. We could not think of a better way to end the year than celebrating the birth and life of Jesus, and to reflect on what he has done this year and what he is calling us into in the next year.
I am there in the storm, in the middle of the night, at noon day so bright. You may not know or sense Me but I am there, just a whisper away. You can call on Me at any time and be assured I hear you. In my sovereignty I may not answer when and how you want, just hold on, keep your faith and hope, my ways and plans are perfect. You may not understand here and now why I did not seem to answer, yet one day you will see how my hand was in it, and the bigger plan. Faith, Hope and Love – never let them depart from you.
I am your covering, don’t leave home without Me. Wrap yourself in My grace, My love, My peace. Wear them as adornments; they are as a crown of jewels upon your head; signs of your royal priesthood. A mark of one being in My presence. Let the fragrance of heaven permeate you, then emanate out filling the nostrils of those who draw near. You may be the only touch of heaven some feel in this day. Do not be afraid to shine in the dimly lit places you may find yourself, you carry the hope others are looking for, let Me be seen through you that they may find Me.
My child. I call you my child because you are, you are one I tenderly watch over , caring about your every need, nurturing you, teaching and guiding you. I know you intimately, better than you know yourself. I watch over you knowing every tear you shed, being right there with you in all the joys and sorrows in life. I listen to each prayer, the spoken and of the heart. I know your failures and love you just the same. I know your deepest desires and search of me. My precious child know I am here with you, I am for you, desiring the best for my beloved child. The best is not always as you plan, I hope you will trust me in all situations, even when it takes a leap of faith to do so. I love you, I always have and always will, you are special to my heart, one I take delight in. Rest in, me, cast all your cares upon me for I care about you. I am your good Father, you are my precious and beloved child.
d would have you think there are alternate methods for Me, like a tanning bed and grow light replace the real sun. There is only one true God, only one way to Me, there are no substitutions for me or alternate ways to me. Nothing can touch and impact your life like my living presence. Do not be deceived by false promises and cheap imitations. There is a cost for the real deal, but the return on a genuine relationship with Me is priceless.
, listen to my words – the sound of my voice, give ear to me. My words are life giving and to be lived by. Guard your heart, keep it free from the world’s pollution; many things you encounter may seem harmless when in fact they are like a fine dust coating, which given time builds up dulling the shine and senses, causing the luster of my light in you to dim, the sparkle to fade. Come stand in my presence, let my breath blow over you removing the film of the world from you, that my glory in you will glisten as dew drops in the bright morning sun. Let Wisdom guide you, truth be your standard, holiness your goal.-
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