Let your spirit dance with joy, Beloved. This past season has been one of lamenting and weeping, confusion and terror. The heat of battle has wearied your bones.
Joy has been hard to find and fear has raised it’s ugly head. But I AM your Rescuer, My Child, and I refuse to let your enemies triumph over you.
I have heard your cries for help, Dear One. I have brought you up from the grave and have kept you from falling into the pit of death. Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.
I strengthen the weak hands, and confirm the feeble knees. I open the eyes of the blind and unstop the ears of the deaf. The lame man shall leap as a deer, and the tongue of the dumb sing.
For I AM about to do something new. See, I have already begun! Do you not see it? I will create rivers in the dry wasteland and streams of Living water shall flow in the desert.
I have gone ahead of you, Beloved, and made a Way, the Highway of Holiness it is called. Only My Redeemed walk there, no ravenous beast shall go upon it.
Watch and see what I am doing for you this day. Prophesy to those dead bones, and say,”LIVE”! This is the season of RESTORATION. All sorrow and sighing shall flee away. Shout for joy, Beloved, for you are My Redeemed, My Ransomed, My Bride.
“For I am about to do something new. See, I have already begun! Do you not see it? I will make a pathway through the wilderness. I will create rivers in the dry wasteland,” Isaiah 43:19.
“And I will restore to you the years that the locust hath eaten, the canker-worm, and the caterpillar, and the palmerworm,” Joel 2:25.
“And an highway shall be there, and a Way, and it shall be called The way of holiness. No lion shall be there, nor any ravenous beast shall go up thereon, it shall not be found there; but the redeemed shall walk there: And the ransomed of the LORD shall return, and come.with songs and everlasting joy upon their heads: they shall obtain joy and gladness, and sorrow and sighing shall flee away,” Isaiah 35:8-10.
“You have turned my mourning into joyful dancing. You have taken away my clothes of mourning and clothed me with joy, that I might sing praises to you and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give you thanks forever!” Psalm 30:11-12.
“Miriam the prophetess, (saw the joy of the victory ahead of time) Aaron’s sister, took the timbrel in her hand, and all the women went out after her with timbrels and with dancing. grin emoticon,” Exodus 15:20.
~Deborah Waldron Fry