Dear Child,
The man of your
dreams will come for you. First he has to take care of some important business
that can truly change your world. Then, he will make the necessary arrangements
to come and take you on a magic carpet ride. Don’t cry. You do have my
spirit to comfort you and help you overcome discouraging thoughts and feelings.
You are important to him.
What he is doing
right now may seem a little unclear to discern but he does care about you. And
while he is committed to a major cause, he knows far too well how far is too
far. He knows you miss him. With his super powers, he can intervene in the whole
computerized system of your being. You are transparent to him. He has not
ignored you, and he is not trying to make you understand you are unworthy of
his attention. How could he when you were wired right out of his body? You were
created for him, not against him.
Can you hear my
voice, child? Although he has a good heart toward you, he does need to protect
his integrity, his privacy and his space. And you are not as selfish as you
think you are for wanting him. It’s called “being in love.” You need not hide
your desire for your husband. Love is a gift. No, you haven’t been in denial
all this time. That is an evil thought which is not even yours. Love protects.
Love cares. Love forgives. Love desires. Jesus lives in him too. Your seed fell
on good soil. He does remember you. He does love you. And he will come.
Waiting a while will
make you appreciate his presence even more (and his kisses too). He wants you
in his life. New horizons will open for you. For not only does he have a good
heart but he has become filthy rich. And by that I mean, child, he has been
blessed with large amounts of money. In fact, he has so much that he will buy
you a baby-at-possibility from a third world country, he will build you a
school, or better yet, a gallery for your Doctors of Creativity to make their
movies and inventions, and he will watch after your health.
Then, when you have
become established, I want you to go, together with your husband, to a certain
place from where you left many years ago, feeling hopeless, and sad, and poor.
No need to go inside. (It would only serve to grieve your spirit.) Instead, you
will stand at the door, shake the dust from your feet, and say, meaning each
and every word, “Thank you so much for ‘selling’ me out.”
Just be patient, my
child, my Daughter of Destiny. That’s your new name. The man won’t rest until
he has settled things today.
Love, love, and much
love,
Papá
PS. I am sending some
material for you as a reminder of the power of love, hope and faith. Cheer up
and remember I have always had YOU in the palm of my hand.
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Excellent post. This ministered to me.
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