“Beloved. This isn’t a set back, but a come back.
A Divine set up orchestrated by Me. What the devil meant for evil and for your demise shall become your very place of victory, My Child.
I hold you in MY Hand. I AM redeeming the time. Restoring what was stolen.
Resurrecting those hopes and dreams you thought had died. It is not too late, Dear One. I make all things beautiful in My timing.
Hold on, My Love. The One who holds tomorrow holds you. Though tears endure for the night, JOY comes in the morning.
No longer shall the darkness compass you round about, for My Light is breaking forth.
The Sun of Righteousness arises with healing in His Wings. I AM awakening the Glory within you.
The devil thought he had you, he thought he had tripped you up and cast you into a pit of hopelessness.
I have raised you up by My Own Right Hand. Dawn is breaking forth. It is a NEW day.
The Bright and Morning Star is making all things new. I AM pouring the Oil of gladness over you.
I AM placing upon your head a crown of beauty instead of ashes. Your mourning shall be turned into JOY.
This I have promised you and so shall it be. My Love shall never fail you, My Child.
“Arise, My darling. Come away with Me, My beautiful one. For now the winter is past; the rain is over and gone, the season of singing has come.**”
And JOY shall dance where shadows passed, when Springtime comes anew.”
“To provide for those who grieve in Zion;to give them a crown of beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, and a garment of praise in place of a spirit of despair. So they will be called oaks of righteousness, the planting of the LORD, that He may be glorified,” Isaiah 61:3.
“He hath made every thing beautiful in His time,” Ecclesiastes 3:11.
“My beloved calls to me, “Arise, my darling. Come away with me, my beautiful one. For now the winter is past; the rain is over and gone. The flowers have appeared in the countryside; the season of singing has come, and the cooing of turtledoves is heard in our land,”” Song of Solomon 2:10-12.
“But unto you that fear My name shall the Sun of righteousness arise with healing in His wings; and ye shall go forth, and gambol as calves of the stall,” Malachi 4:2.
~ Deborah Waldron Fry