Journals of the Heart

Simple little whispers from the Father’s Heart.

You are the apple of My eye…the most beautiful piece of pottery on My wheel…the loveliest garden I walk in…the most fragrant lily of the valley…the most perfect rose of Sharon..the most amazing butterfly I have ever crafted.

There has been a great attempt to discredit you and create doubt that you do in fact hear me.As you know, this is not My work but the way the enemy works through people given to their own devices and following their own will…

This is the day of grace and abundant life. And it will not have anything to do with human effort. For man shall not get the Glory! But those things that we have been waiting on…things we thought were dead God is speaking into…God is speaking life to wombs, dreams, marriages and lives, and what was once dead, He is now calling out of the grave like Lazarus and declaring “Come Forth!”