Though the WINDS OF ADVERSITY cause you to blow, and set your course out of alignment, I have drawn a line of virtue and strength and purity.

Beloved.  My double doors of blessing are open to you, My Bride.  Walk through by faith.  Your warfare has ended.  It is finished, Dear One.

My winds have been blowing and the south wind is about to blow stronger. I will yet comfort My people and bring them to their rest in Me.

My spirit is being poured out.  It is poured out to all who would receive me.  But only a few receive me as I AM.

Do you see the Bright Clouds, Beloved?  They are Clouds of My Glory.  My Grace has fallen upon you like the rain.