Journals of the Heart

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I am leading you to a place where My glory dwells. I am taking you to your own personal Mount of Transfiguration within My all-consuming heart. It is not a mystical place, a far away place or an ethereal place. It is a very common and yet uncommon place. It is not limited nor is it attainable to only a few. It is for whosoever will. Access is not limited to a select few. Most of all, it is not saved only for a promised day in the by and by.

I am leading you to a place where My glory dwells. I am taking you to your own personal Mount of Transfiguration within My all-consuming heart.Beloved,Beloved, I see your heart like a glass jar full of a child’s collectibles. Along with precious treasures it also holds a few stones left over from all the transformation taking place. Even though this is so, there are many, many treasures ready and waiting to be seen and used.

When I see you, I see the completed picture born out of My Son’s righteousness. You are the righteousness of God in Christ Jesus (cf. 1Corinthians 1:30). When you rest in the completed work of the Cross you have confidence in My unfailing love and faithfulness. The understanding of your identity is transformed.

Beloved, I do not want you to be anxious, worry or fret over anything. You do this when you forget how much I care—when you forget the great lengths I went to in order to set you free from such things. You worry and fret when you forget how much I love you. I know I have been saying it over and over but no matter. I feel it is…

Beloved, a time of increase is at the door of your life. You are even this moment increasing in your understanding of My love and devotion as well as your love for Me. I know I could tell you a lot of other things today, but My heart is so full about who you are to Me I have to express it.

Take comfort, courage and hope in knowing that no matter what, you’re a wonderful treasure to Me. My heart swells with pride like a father on Graduation Day when I watch you advance and mature. What may seem like little bits of progress to you looks very different to Me. It is time you took on My perspective in a whole new way. I am touching the eyes of your spirit and enabling new sight and vision according to the way I see. Look up, I am beholding you

Come My beloved and let the embrace of My thoughts toward you encircle you, surround you like a cloak on winter’s day. My gaze, My heart and all that is within Me is fixed on you. Whisper My name.

How precious and weighty also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How vast is the sum of them! If I could count them, they would be more in number than the sand. When I awoke, [could I count to the end] I would still be with You” (Psalms 139:17-18 Amplified)

My eyes have scanned the horizon, viewing all the beauty of the heavens and earth only to find nothing to compare with you. I know I know I am proclaiming My adorations of love over and over, yet I must. Not just because you need to hear them, but because I love to say them.

SEE WHAT [an incredible] quality of love the Father has given (shown, bestowed on) us, that we should [be permitted to] be named and called and counted the children of God! And so we are! The reason that the world does not know (recognize, acknowledge) us is that it does not know (recognize, acknowledge) Him (1 John 3:1 Amplified)