"Oh child from my heart,
Promise stretches before you in full glory...
Entirely beautiful,
Masterful in design...
Will you joyfully receive the gift offered unto you,
Or do you look fearfully for the storm?
Why listen for the threat of the wind?
Why look back in caution when the storm has passed?
Yours is today,
A journey unfolding...
A path I have already prepared you to trod.
Yesterday's gale succumbs
To the whisper of the Master,
Who speaks
And the storm is silenced.
Oh, that you will listen with your eyes
And see with your heart!
For eyes deceive when we do not listen!
Only the visions of the heart
Boldly speak truth.
Do you see the promise?
My design?
Are your sights upon Me?
Mine are on you.
Step out.
Storms may rumble
But their threat no longer looms.
Do not wish them away
For they left growth in their wake.
Enchanting,
Amazing,
Beautiful,
And new.
Uniquely you.
Uplifting,
Everchanging.
My gift to you, child.
Designed for you.
Designed for this season.
Without end.
Do you see it?
To your open heart it reaches.
Where it will bloom,
Grow,
Rising ever higher,
Springing forth to soar,
Spreading greater joy,
To others, sore with need;
Greater gifts,
Greater promise.
Do you see it?
I see you rejoice, child!
I see your heart smile!
You see with your heart.
My gift.
Let us journey.
I am so glad you saw it...
My promise...
My design for you."
From my heart,
Susan
"He staggered not at the promise of God through unbelief;
but was strong in faith, giving glory to God
And being fully persuaded that,
what he had promised,
he was able also to perform. "
Romans 4:20-21 KJV
A personal note: So many of you send me emails which grip my heart. There is pain in your words. I hear it. You hurt to your bones. I am honored and thankful that you would share your hearts with me. You see images and hear words here which you idealize and long to know intimately. Oh, but friends, growth doesn't happen without a storm. Refinement does not happen without the fire. I sit here in the quiet hours and hear the storm outside whip about my home. But in my heart lies the wonderful calm... a time to blossom. Know that I hear your voice... know that I understand the passing storm. If you are being tossed about, it is so easy to lose sight. But the promise comes, if you watch with your heart and simply receive it.
He will not give you what He has not prepared you to accept... and nurture.
