Oh beloved little one. I have arrayed you with the flowers of the fragrance of Christ, and the wind of my Spirit blows over those flowers to spread that fragrance where He will. Hold tight to me, abide in me, and I will cause you to exude the aroma of Myself to all who come near you.

Oh my beautiful lamb, I have made you without flaw or blemish for your good and my glory. Find your worth in Me, for you are a creature of infinite value. Also find your rest in Me as I carry you next to My heart. Feel your weight relaxing into the strength of My everlasting arms, arms that will never, no never, let you go. Be still with me in that safe place.

I have deep, tender affection for you like a child has for a beloved pet. I died to have your company; come and feast on the banquet I have prepared for us. I delight in you; delight yourself in Me. I am with you, even to the end of the age.

Oh my precious little one. You have feared me in a way that is not wholesome and pulled away from me like the sinful man with his talent.  Return to me my beloved with all your heart, all your mind, all your soul, and all your strength. I am your handsome Husband, standing with open arms and tender love awaiting your return. I will pursue you like Hosea even though you forsake me for other lovers until our love is undefiled and complete. My heart is tender and soft toward you. I feel your pain and sorrows. I died for them. Come to me and I will make you whole and we will delight in one another for all eternity!

I, Jesus, see your wounds and I come to you like the Good Samaritan came to the one who had been robbed and beaten, afraid and stripped of self-esteem. Religious people have added to your wounds and passed you by, but I have seen and had compassion on you and stopped. I am pouring Oil and Wine on your wounds and binding them up. Flee the things of earth that will burn like stubble, and indulge yourself in my presence that is as the richest of foods to your soul (Psalm 63:5). Gorge yourself on my Word, and I will reveal my glory of greater pleasure than all the delights of this world. I do not want a religious checklist from you. What I want is for you to love me with all your heart, mind, soul and strength. You are so beautiful to me, my beloved. Come with me!

My precious child, I adore you, though you know it not. It is beyond your understanding but not beyond the ability of your heart to believe. Trust in my love, the love and sorrow poured mingled down from the cross to wash over you and make you clean, white as snow. All I want is for you to curl up in my lap, surrender to my love and listen to the beat of my heart. Men put value in religious things but they are meaningless to me. What I want is your heart, pure and simple, fully devoted to me. You are a woman of action but I desire stillness and communion. I am your Lover that seeks you with a patient urgency as the one lost sheep, never resting til you are in my arms being carried safely home.

The One who died to love you,
Jesus

Precious, faithful child. In you I am well pleased. I see you as perfect because of the blood of my Son that washes you clean. Relish in the fountain of his blood pouring over you. My love encompasses you, surrounds you and fills you. Release it to flow through you to others. I have much to accomplish through you. Be still and slow down enough to keep in step with me. Abide in me and you will bear much fruit. I love you and am always with you, though you know it not.

Oh precious one, my beloved. I am with you. I am mighty to save. I have dispatched my angels concerning you. Your cries have reached my ears. I will deliver you, if you but believe. Your prayers have come before my throne. I ride the cherubim to your aid. You have been faithful to me, and I have seen it. You will see my deliverance in the land of the living. Be strong and let your heart take courage. Wait in faith for me. I am coming soon. Be still. I am with you.

My Holy Spirit will speak to you. You have spiritual ears, spiritual senses to hear what I say. Learn to recognize my voice by spending time in my Word, my living Word. The Truth is there to comfort you, challenge you, cause you to grow. Unlike any other book, it is living and active, working deep within you to change your heart and your life. Rest in the insight you find there.

I am the one who is powerful. I am the one who is strong. I am your strength, but you may still feel weak. Feelings are not facts. What you can see and touch are not the most true reality. Fix the eyes of your heart not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, for I am there. Look at me. Seek my face. Adore me, as I adore you. Slow down enough to commune with me. It may seem as though your world is falling apart, but I am piecing things back together in a shape that pleases me. My will is good, pleasing and perfect, even to you. Trust and you will see!

Oh little one, tossed and torn, ragged and bruised. I am with you to heal you and calm your storm. This too shall pass, and one day it will even seem beautiful in your eyes. You are constructing your eternity by your responses and your faith. I am constructing your character, more precious than gold, in the likeness of my Son. There are so many things happening in the spiritual realm that you cannot see, things of vast importance. But when I have accomplished my purposes there, I will deliver you from each and every sorrow. Keep believing in me as I believe also in you. I adore you, my dear child. I am singing over you with delight. Absorb my love into your very being. Soak it in and rest in it. It is more real than the things you can see and touch.

Oh little one that I adore. You can never perceive or experience the heights and depths of my love for you. It is eternal and infinite, enduring and following you forever. My angels surround you, whispering truth and encouragement when you need it. My Spirit lifts your head up. Look up and see your Redeemer comes. Soak in my love, abide in me, and together we will endure.

I am on a healing mission in your life. I heal from the inside out. My healing takes forms that will surprise you. You may pray to be healed from cancer, but find that I heal a relationship instead because it is more important in the eternal scheme of things. But I always heal. Jehovah Rophe is my name, the God Who Heals. Healing is not something I do; it's what I AM!

Slow down, my child. You rush ahead of me. Walking in the Spirit is walking with the Spirit, at my pace. Step by step, like a dance, like lovers strolling and holding hands. Much of your stress and pain come from hurry. Breathe. Sense my pace, and keep in step with me.

Just enough for today. That is all I give you. I won't give you power for the future. Don't set your mind and your worries on the future or the past. I am not there. I am the Great I AM, not the Great I Was or the Great I Will Be. I am here, now, with you intimately, like a mother nursing her child, but I will not go with you into the worry zone. Pay attention to the here and now. Sink down into the present moment and you will find me there. You will find peace. I love you forever.

Oh little one, tattered and torn. I will shorten your travail. I am numbering the hairs on your head and carefully tending to each detail in your life. To those who reject me I am stretching out my arms, longing for them. Imagine, then, how close I am to those who love and seek me as you do. You are worried and bothered about so many things, but only one thing is necessary, and you have found it. Seek my face day by day and everything else will fall into place. I love you, dear child.

See far. Look up from your day-to-day struggles, pains, imperfections and regrets into eternity. This earth is like ripping a Bandaid off. It hurts for a moment, but life is so brief. Yet in this life, you are creating, carving out, your eternity by your attitudes and responses. Your faith in me pleases me and will make a huge difference in that eternity. No more tears, no more pain, no more goodbyes, just joy, delight and beauty forever more. Those who suffer the most have been especially chosen for a greater eternity. Hold on, my child, I will come for you one day, sooner than you think.

You are beaten down and discouraged. Those things don't come from me, but I am the answer for your deliverance. A bruised reed I will not break. Do not be surprised as if something strange were happening to you. All men suffer, as did my son. This too shall pass, my child. I have a solution for every problem. I would not have revealed the problem to you unless I also had plans for a solution. Praise me ahead of time for the answer. I am always with you, always healing.

I am especially fond of the weak because they know that they need me. I manifest my power in their lives and my glory shines bright through them. Those that the world scorns, I pick up and nurse, bandage, comfort and restore. Rest in my arms, let me tuck you in and feed your spirit. One day it will all be worth it.

I rejoice over you with singing. I quiet you with my love. You are my chosen one, adored and beloved. Do not believe the inner voices that disagree. Let my love for you define you as the Beloved of God. I cherish you. My thoughts of you outnumber the sands of the seas. I order your steps and your life. There is nothing to fear.

I will use you, even when you feel useless and weak. I am the God who can work miracles with spit and mud. But you are a beautiful creature of infinite value, indwelt with the very Spirit of God. What do you think I can do with that?

Suffering is your teacher, your guide, yet you scorn it. Just BE with it and listen to the lesson. Learn to coexist with negative emotions and experiences; they have profound things to offer you. These things are like seeds. They are not beautiful, but when buried in the fertile soil of my word and tended by the Gardener of your life, they will grow into something beautiful. Suffering becomes a glorious rose bush with a beauty and fragrance that makes it all worth it.

I am always here for you, although you are mostly unaware. See through the eyes of faith that I am watching over you as a mother watches over her newborn infant. The baby sleeps, unaware, but the mother would die to protect her. All the details that trouble you are weaving together to make something beautiful out of your life. Have compassion for others, but also yourself. Do not amputate yourself from the fruits of the Spirit. I love you; agree with me and love yourself as you love others.

You are different. I made you that way on purpose. I wove you together in your mother's womb, I gave you a special personality and temperament, and I determined the perfect environment for you to be raised in. Perfect. The pain would tell you otherwise, but the front of the tapestry is beautiful. Oh, my child, if you could only see it! I give both deliverance and calamity, and bring good, the best good, out of both. That is why I want you to learn to rejoice in your sufferings like Paul did, like my son did. A good God created a world that has evil in it. The human mind cannot comprehend it, but light cannot be appreciated without darkness, nor love without hate. You don't have to understand to believe.

Good morning, little one! Today is the day that I have made; rejoice and be glad in it. Do not censor what I say to you, for my ways are higher than your ways. Listen to me and apply what I say, and you will prosper and grow. Your desert will bloom and your joy will return. You are tempted now, but I offer a way out. I am the way. Direct your energies toward me instead of your obsessions and I will provide for all your needs. One day you will look back on your despair and see that it is black velvet behind the sparkling diamonds of your reward! Rejoice! That is a verb, not a feeling. Rejoice!

Rejoice in me like the birds and the flowers do! Your despair and frustration are your teachers. Focus on the lessons, not the pain. Immobilization is a coping mechanism, but I am the source of power for coping. The more you rely on me, the less you will need to rely on immobilization. I do not condemn you. I understand these things more than you do. I am the one who will set you free to rejoice like the birds and the flowers.

Little one, my child, "like a weaned child with it's mother" so is your soul with me. Rest there; remain there. Now that you are seeing hope, don't stop resting in me, in my power. Don't flee from me in your own strength, for I want my glory to shine in your life.

You have been scorned and rejected, but so has my Son. No depth of human rejection can compare to what he felt when he bore the rejection of mankind. He understands; he gets you. Rejoice that you share in the fellowship of his sufferings. Count the blessings that come from the pain and set your mind on them.

I am with you; I am mighty to save. I am your Deliverer, your Savior; I am he. You will walk with me in the garden in the cool of the day and I will delight myself with you and converse with you face to face, as a man talks with his friend. Turn your heart to me at all times. Throughout the day remember me and talk with me and I will listen to you and bring about what you believe for. Remember, I am smiling on you.

Believe in yourself; believe also in me. It is not arrogance to believe in yourself, it is simply agreeing with me because I believe in you. You are afraid because you are not at rest in me. You enter into my rest by faith. Faith expressing itself through love is everything. Live by faith and you will not walk in the ways of the world. You are with me. I will make your pastures bloom and the dry riverbeds will overflow with water. You are with me.

Beloved one, ravaged by the world. You don't see now how you can recover, but you will. The Good Samaritan is anointing your wounds with oil and wine. He goes out of his way to care for you and get you back on your feet. Feel it. Believe it. Experience it.

Oh despondent one, I store every tear that you shed. Each of them is a treasure in heaven. You will learn to rejoice in your sufferings. The world teaches that suffering is bad. And it does grieve me. However, I squeeze every drop of good possible out of each trial. I waste none of it. Focus on the good. When you can see what I see, you will say that it was worth it all. Be still. Cease striving. Wrestle, instead, with my energy that works so powerfully in you.

I AM with you! You don't know what that means, do you? It means you are surrounded by love and acceptance all the time. It means you have more power than you know. It means you have wisdom even when you feel foolish. It means you are protected by an impenetrable shield. It means my angels are ministering, whispering, to your spirit. Soak that in and be comforted and lifted up! "Therefore we fix our eyes not on what is seen, which is temporary, but on what is unseen, which is eternal." The most true reality is what you cannot see with your physical eyes.

Thank you for listening to me. You know that I will always guide you in the safest path--the path that is best for your soul. I hear you; your cries are real and have reached my ears. I am working behind the scenes in the spiritual realm to deliver you and comfort you, though you see it not. A righteous man may have many troubles, but the Lord delivers him from them all ... all!

Don't divide your energies. Keep it simple and focus on me. On my power to change your life, my wisdom to show you the way, my love to embrace you. You think you are unworthy, and you are, but the cross has proven your infinite value. Rest in it. Rest in me. You are still striving even though you are immobilized. Rest in me and I will give you the power to live.

My little one, battered and bruised. You know a bruised reed I will not break. Don't trust your feelings; trust my Word. I have not forsaken you in a situation beyond redemption. You will see miracles and the glory of God if you but believe. You are closer than you think. You need to trust yourself like Job did, even if the masses are screaming against you. I see your faithfulness and am pleased. Know this: you are pleasing me just the way you are. The world says suffering is bad and the weak are dispensable, but I am attracted to the weak and the suffering, including you.

You are dismayed, little one, but not defeated. Omnipotence always wins the battle, the battle for your soul. Fear not, for I am with you. Another layer of the onion is peeled away, and you think you cannot bear to get to the core, but I am with you. I scorned the shame on the cross though I bore it for you. Your shame is nailed there. Reckon on it's demise in your life. I am vigilant and will not give up until my work is done and I come to receive you unto myself. In perseverance there is great reward. Be still.

Force yourself to do what you ultimately want, not what you immediately want, for that way leads to death. I am here for you; my Power is shooting down from heaven. If your eyes were more open to the spiritual realm, you could see it--feel it, but my power is there just the same. Dig down roots and tap into that power like a cottonwood by a brook. You will be amazed at the difference in your life.

Little one, you are mine and I delight in you. Be still for you are not God. I am the Servant for I need nothing from you. Allow yourself to be served by me. Don't be like Peter when I wanted to wash his feet. You are the cripple and I am the Caretaker.

I delight in your love; I am hungry for you. Be hungry for me. Remember me throughout your day and you will find joy. You are right about forcing yourself to do the things you ultimately want even when you don't immediately want them. That is the key. Now proceed into the riches of delight I offer you.

Your heart pleases me; your actions sometimes don't. Get up and get going; church is important. You can do this; my power is with you, shooting down from heaven. Power from on high following you through the day. Depression is an impression of hopelessness--a lie. I am with you always; be comforted in that. I love you.

My little baby, I love you so much, dear one--with fond affection, like you said. You are cute and you make me happy. Happy that your heart is mine. Be courageous with the pain and take baby steps. Don't let fear block your spirit. I want to express myself through you. You will be here one day, and I am with you now. There is nothing to fear ... no rejection can impede my love for you. You are mine!

I love you, accept you, just the way you are. I am PRESENT in your life, your routines and your depression. Your suffering is pure joy and will result in a glorious eternity. Woe to you when all men think well of you. Beware the false idol. Abide in me. It all works out.