Come and Feast on the Abundance!
Beloved. Come and feast on the abundance of My House. Drink from the River of My Delights.
Continue reading →Beloved. Come and feast on the abundance of My House. Drink from the River of My Delights.
Continue reading →Beloved. I have chosen you for a very important mission. I AM making important connections for you in this season.
Continue reading →There has been an all out attack upon the Body of Christ. You feel it in your spirit. It is a spirit of heaviness, a spirit of rejection, and an orphan spirit.
Continue reading →Beloved. I AM surrounding you with songs of deliverance. I AM rejoicing over you with loud singing.
Continue reading →Beloved. Weep not. The heavens are no longer brass over you. There is always an open heaven over you, Dear One. You have been born again from above.
Continue reading →Beloved. To you who are sad and depressed. To you who have lost all hope. To you who mourn. You shall be comforted.
Continue reading →Hear Me whispering in your ear. I AM speaking comforting words to you, My Child. If you cannot believe Me for tomorrow, believe Me for the next hour.
Continue reading →I AM the Orchestrator of your life, singing songs of deliverance over you. There shall be no more dissonance in your life, My Child, as you put your trust in Me
Continue reading →Come near, Beloved. You have stolen My Heart, Dear One. You are never alone. I will never forsake you.
Continue reading →I have made you to be a kingdom, a king and a priest to your Abba Father. You are no longer a prisoner of the devil.
Continue reading →I AM releasing My Eagles. You ask, “Am I one of Your Eagles?” And I say to you YES, My Child.
Continue reading →Shout unto your God with the Voice of Triumph! Rejoice with all your heart. See the victory that lies before you with eyes of faith.
Continue reading →Beloved. Why so downcast, Dear One? Be of GOOD cheer, My Child. You are the people that have a HOPE and a GOOD FUTURE.
Continue reading →You are too hard on yourself, My Child. For if you are failing Me so miserably, as the enemy would tell you, then it would be My fault, would it not?
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