The Lord would say this to you: My child, I love you endlessly. Whether you've had a good family life or one that could have been bet-ter, I have had plans for you from the beginning of time. When you seek my face, wisdom will come to you. This is the season of revelation my people! I am coming, desiring only to meet you face to face. Come to me; I know you're tired. My yoke is light, take it. I will carry itlike I did my cross, yours is mine, because you are mine, and I never want to hurt you. People set false mindframes of me from the people of this world and what they'd done. I am nothing like that! I created each and every one of you in my image, but some of my sheep have not found. Take heart, Son, for I will never give up. I am relentlessly pursuing you with every breath I give you. I grant every one free will and offer multiple times that you may come into my Kingdom. I won't force you, child. I'll gently nudge you until your timer has stopped. Iam preparing a table in heaven right now for those who love me. The last days are now! My voice is thundering; I am sending my people out to free you from the web of sin. Please, don't resist. This is how I think of you. Close your mind's eyes out on the world, and look direc-tly to My face. I have laid before you a treasure box full of jewels and rubies. Let me try to find one that reveals how precious you are to me. Nope, not gold. Definitely not silver! Turquoise? Absolutely not. Tiger's eye? That's my power I have given, but that's not all whatI think of you. Quarts? Precious time I laugh at. Nothing compares to an eternity with Me. Amethyst? It still doesn't weigh to how much I love you. Jasper? Still not adequate. Lapis Lazuli? One of the most beautiful stones I've created... but it doesn't amount to the beauty I see you in. I made you! I formed your uttermost being! I know every one of your groans and hurts and joys and passions. It's a lie! I can'thear you! Don't you discern child? I never turn a deaf ear toward you! You're not good enough? Devil, you get your hands of my servant and sheep! Do you hear my voice? my laugh? Do you feel my Presence washing over you? I showed you the treasure box, but I couldn't find one that describes your worth to me. You're priceless child! You are more than anything to me you think you are. You surely will not know the depth and extent of My Love until you stand before my throne. Every knee shall bow. You will see me, whether you love me or have spat in myface. Take this and spread it! I love you! I want my sheep to be my warriors, my word bearers, my prophets. I will give you strength-- do not be afraid. Fear is the most slippery black hole you can fall into. It's a trap. . . you've got the power, Son. You have the words, my Daughter. I have given them to you from my very mouth, my tongue. I love you! Now Go!
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