Journals of the Heart

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All of creation waits for your revealing (Romans 8:19). Even as I have urged you to be patience with the weak, to encourage the faint hearted, I also want you to do these things for your own self. Have patience. Have My patience. Incline your self to Me for I hear your cry (Psalms 40:1).

My precious branch, subtle little foxes come into your life with the intent of robbing our abiding relationship. You must be on constant guard and the best way to do this is to abide in Me moment by moment. It isn’t hard. Just to think on My name or speak it is enough. After all, My name is above all names. My name is above all things. Therefore, when you struggle with the necessities of life and long to be with Me, just cry out or even whisper My name and see what I will do

I will see to it that you are well-watered, enabling you to grow robust and mighty as an oak tree. Your branches will be home for many searching souls as you grant to those who mourn in Zion consolation for their souls (Isaiah 61:3).

Yes, like the leaves of a mighty tree rooted by streams of living water, you will absorb the pains and sufferings of yearning souls, and in the process, you will exhale the exciting news of deliverance (Psalm 1:3). Like a parched land, your soil will eagerly absorb the rain, and it will flourish until the harvest is ready. All will be consumed into my hope of salvation as your life demonstrates itself as a living example.