Journals of the Heart

Word of the Day

I have set before you this day an open gate into an enclosed garden. Its walls are strong and sturdy having heights unable to be scaled by outside forces. Its gate, like intricately wrought iron work, is inscribed with My Word of Truth. The land where you stand is barren compared to what awaits you inside the gate—compared to what awaits you inside My heart. The threshold is a thin line called choice and I am at the door. I am the door, swung wide open before you.

Choice is a thin line, yet it runs deep and has two voices—the voice of Egypt and the voice of promise. The voice of Egypt often speaks louder than the promise and demands you reconsider crossing the line. It often tells you how many times you have crossed this way before—how many times you have longed for the food of Egypt.

The promise declares My goodness and mercy. It reaches out with My shepherd heart and woos you—pulls you in with the crook of My shepherd’s staff. It pulls you into the enclosed garden of My heart where I guard and protect you in the presence of your enemies. There is no barren land in me. Even though you might stand in presence of the enemy in a desolate place, My table—My garden is a place of revealed beauty able to be experienced with joy born from the smiles of My heart over you while you were yet nestled in the core of my essence.

Therefore, don’t focus on what you might lose or what you feel cannot be overcome. You see, when you step across the line, you step into Me. In Me, there are rivers running deeper than the threshold you crossed, deeper than things you let go of to embrace the many true affections of My heart and its song over you.

It is in Me where songs of deliverance enclose you within the embrace of My arms. It is in Me where waters flow from My heart to any parched lands and desolations of the past or present. Deep to deep shall My waters flow within the enclosed garden of My heart; you…Read Complete Love Letter