A Home of Safety & Plenty
March 16, 2000:
Dearest sweetest Father:
I’m having a difficult day. I worry about… . But I believe this is part of the human condition. I trust in Your goodness and mercy. I worry about… . Alone I can do nothing. With Your help I will try to do everything You ask of me. I am listening, Papa.
[My mind is very cluttered and I ask my angel to please help me and lead me to my Father. He does. I see My Father on a throne upon a stone base. It seems like autumn and the colored leaves are swirling around the base of His throne.]
Little one of My heart: When you come to Me as you have done in honesty and humility, this pleases Me. I wait for each of My children to approach Me in this same way. Why do they not come? Are they preoccupied? Are they angry with Me, their Father? Or do they not know that I am here and that I exist? Surely, even the Prodigal Son knew he had a loving Father and a home of safety. Longing as I am for these children, watching, waiting, for each one’s return. Now what do you say to this? Most have not found their way because they do not know they have such a Father nor a home of safety and plenty.
This appeals to you, does it not? And so would for the others if they only knew. And this is your task, Little Rose—to whisper loud and taste the pleasure in bringing this truth in to the world. How can you whisper loud and clearly? To whisper, the hearer must come closer and then loudly and clearly the truth is propelled into their hearts. Whisper to them so that they might approach Me to whisper in My ear—timidly and with trepidation at first—because they do not know Me. But later when we begin to know each other, they can stand back at last to take in the image of their Father without fear, without apprehension. For I am here always, waiting. Spread the word in the harsh fields of famine so that they can choose to return home. There is no shame. There will be no retribution—only mercy and love in My arms, opened wide. Now go tell those who will listen, and those who are afraid to hear, and those who do not believe—I await them “all,”every one. Misery need be no more—all is tempered in My love, all is transformed.
Shalom, little one of My heart. My peace.
Eph 1:11 & 2:13—“In whom we also are called by lot, being predestinated accord-
ing to this purpose of him who worketh all things according to the counsel of his
will” ”But now in Christ Jesus, you, who some time were afar off, are made nigh
by the blood of Christ.”
Dearest sweetest Father:
I’m having a difficult day. I worry about… . But I believe this is part of the human condition. I trust in Your goodness and mercy. I worry about… . Alone I can do nothing. With Your help I will try to do everything You ask of me. I am listening, Papa.
[My mind is very cluttered and I ask my angel to please help me and lead me to my Father. He does. I see My Father on a throne upon a stone base. It seems like autumn and the colored leaves are swirling around the base of His throne.]
Little one of My heart: When you come to Me as you have done in honesty and humility, this pleases Me. I wait for each of My children to approach Me in this same way. Why do they not come? Are they preoccupied? Are they angry with Me, their Father? Or do they not know that I am here and that I exist? Surely, even the Prodigal Son knew he had a loving Father and a home of safety. Longing as I am for these children, watching, waiting, for each one’s return. Now what do you say to this? Most have not found their way because they do not know they have such a Father nor a home of safety and plenty.
This appeals to you, does it not? And so would for the others if they only knew. And this is your task, Little Rose—to whisper loud and taste the pleasure in bringing this truth in to the world. How can you whisper loud and clearly? To whisper, the hearer must come closer and then loudly and clearly the truth is propelled into their hearts. Whisper to them so that they might approach Me to whisper in My ear—timidly and with trepidation at first—because they do not know Me. But later when we begin to know each other, they can stand back at last to take in the image of their Father without fear, without apprehension. For I am here always, waiting. Spread the word in the harsh fields of famine so that they can choose to return home. There is no shame. There will be no retribution—only mercy and love in My arms, opened wide. Now go tell those who will listen, and those who are afraid to hear, and those who do not believe—I await them “all,”every one. Misery need be no more—all is tempered in My love, all is transformed.
Shalom, little one of My heart. My peace.
Eph 1:11 & 2:13—“In whom we also are called by lot, being predestinated accord-
ing to this purpose of him who worketh all things according to the counsel of his
will” ”But now in Christ Jesus, you, who some time were afar off, are made nigh
by the blood of Christ.”
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