People have been telling Me about you. Don’t worry - it’s all good. You’ve got lots of people who love you and they tell me how encouraged they are by what you share. I’ve been told you’re telling anyone who will listen that I’ll adopt them. Obviously, you know your Daddy’s heart.

I’ve heard you telling friends that when they confess their sins to Me, I literally forget them. That’s true. Baby, you know I do that for My own benefit, not just theirs, right? I have NO desire to keep records of how messy people have wronged Me and you shouldn’t either.

Stop what you’re doing and go sit down. The housework can wait. We’re alone and I want to talk to you heart to heart.

You don’t even know what I’m going to say and your eyes are already filling with tears. Close your eyes and feel as I cradle your precious little face in My hands.

You. Are. So. Beautiful. You have never been more beautiful in your entire life.

You spent all those years chasing the approval of women you admired believing that if one of them would see something valuable in you that you would be worthy of respect.

Wake. Up.

That’s right. It’s 2:15 AM. You decided, without asking My opinion, that it would be more convenient to reschedule our meeting to 4:45 AM so you could have uninterrupted sleep, still honor the hour you committed to Me, and then have your Tuesday “Angel Armies” prayer call with the ladies from 6-7 as usual. Is 4:45 AM the hour you committed to Me?

Is that what this is? A commitment? An obligation?

Is that what I AM? Is that WHO I AM to you? 

Baby, “doors are open” faith is full of dead works.

You’re thinking an awful lot about what I said when I mentioned praying for the eyes of Elisha. You’re forming a conviction about praying in that direction. Let’s talk about that.

Elisha prayed a really BOLD prayer when he prayed for a double portion. The prophet Elijah, his mentor whose shoes he would end up filling, saw some pretty incredible miracles. Read the story again. To do or see half of what Elijah did and saw would have been a lot - but that was not good enough for Elisha.

I asked you to tell Me a story about your faithfulness and you went on a rabbit trail of definitions beginning with the word “faithful,” and now you’re sitting silently at your computer in tears. Tell Me about that.

I can’t.

You can’t what?

I can’t tell you a story about my faithfulness.

Why?

Because I’m not. After all this time and all You’ve done for me, I’m still not faithful. I want to be.

Am I Faithful?

Yes.

When have I been unfaithful?

Never. You have always been Faithful.

Little One, you’re made in My image. If I’m Faithful, wouldn’t it go to reason that you are Faithful, too?

WELCOME TO THE ARENA!

I’m chuckling… not because what’s happening is funny but because the enemy thinks he’s gaining traction on your account and at the expense of your testimony. It’s time for you to start exercising one of your greatest assets: the ability to laugh in the face of opposition.

From this day forward, unless you bow to the authority of the enemy, you will face opposition. Expect it and fortify your soul so the adversary cannot make it past the gateway of your mind.

Today was an absolute joy watching you care for your aunt with such kindness, gentleness, and patience. You asked Me a question before you went to pick her up. I didn’t answer right away because you weren’t ready.

You asked Me why you feel such internal conflict when you consider reaching out or offering to help your aunt or other family members in need. You were concerned that, somewhere deep inside, you had hidden resentments which had not been effectively resolved.