“Beloved. You are flying so high, Dear One. Rising up on wings of eagles.
This present storm shall not deter you. Do not be dismayed by the winds of adversity and the dark clouds. No, Dear One. Look into the beautiful Face of your Savior.
I AM smiling at you always, no matter what you do or don’t do. Because I carried all your sins and failings, your pains and sorrows.
Your Abba Father has nothing but LOVE for you now, My Child. You are My delight and the apple of My eye.
Do not faint, My Child. You are a warrior. My Holy Spirit shall cause you to rise up above this storm.
I give power to the faint; and to them that have no might I increase your strength. Hear My Voice, My Whispers, My comforting Words to you.
You shall walk and not faint, run and not be weary. You are not alone, you are not alone, hear My whisper… “Rise up , My Love.”
The Gentle One is with you always. I will never let you fall. You are flying in the Light of the Son.
Your Beloved speaks and says to you: “Arise, My Love, My Beautiful One, and come away.””
“My beloved speaks and says to me: “Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away,” Song of Solomon 2:10.
“Hast thou not known? hast thou not heard, that the everlasting God, the LORD, the Creator of the ends of the earth, fainteth not, neither is weary? there is no searching of His understanding. He giveth power to the faint; and to them that have no might he increaseth strength. Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall: but they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint,” Isaiah 40:28-31.
“How beautiful you are, My darling, how beautiful you are! Your eyes are like doves,” Song of Solomon 1:15.
“Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and YOU WILL FIND REST FOR YOUR SOULS,” Matthew 11:29.
“You have also given me the shield of Your salvation, and Your right hand upholds me; and Your gentleness makes me great,” Psalm 18:35.
~ Deborah Waldron Fry