“I loved you with an everlasting love; therefore, I have continued my faithfulness to you.” Jeremiah 31:3
I hear Holy Spirit Rain and see Rivers of Living Water washing over me.
You’ve battled hard these past few months. Come away with me. Allow time with me to wash away the stench of the battle. I am calling you into a season of silence—watch your words carefully. Be okay with NOT Speaking so you can listen and hear.
As you soak in the cleansing power of my Presence, I will fill the places that need my healing touch. This is not a time to fill up your schedule—but a time to intentionally make space for moments with me. Put me in your schedule as top priority. Don’t be rigid, but relentless to come back to me, your first love.
Delight in the joy I feel over you, my daughter. You were once lost but now you are found! But, you don’t know how loved you are. Sit and receive. You will be a well of healing others will fill up on—to receive encouragement, empowerment and a vision for their own destiny. But first you must gain all that was stolen from you. Your true identity is rooted in my love for you. You must be grounded in a revelation of my love if you are to pour out effectively. Let me give from my abundance. Sit and receive and I will wash you clean and fill you up.
“The Lord your God is in your midst, a mighty one who will save, He will rejoice over you with gladness:
He will quiet you by His love, He will exult over you with loud singing.”
Zephaniah 3:17
“Heavenly Father,
How it must grieve your father’s heart to know I cannot receive your love.
Remove all that stands between us.
I want to believe you love me.
But, it’s difficult when I don’t love myself.
Help me, Lord.
Let me hear the song sing over me. Let the vibrations break off the echoes of the enemy.
My heart has not been cared for. It is broken and malfunctioning.
Wash every broken place with your Rivers of redeeming grace.
I’ve come to you in pieces but by your love I can be whole.
Today, I wash your feet with my tears.
Forgive me, Lord.
I’ll never be good enough to earn your grace.
But that doesn’t stop your generous hand from lifting me out of this place.
Hold me, Lord.
Don’t let go.
Hold me, Lord for there is no place I’d rather be that to commit my broken self to thee.
In Jesus’ name, Amen.”
