My son, you are still in doubt of My love and care for you. You are still in the “slave” position -- acting in fear and hiding. I invite you home, My child. You have always craved a home -- and I tell you, of a truth, your true home is with Me. Nothing else will satisfy that inner yearning. Come home, and quickly accept My divine, fatherly care. Live as a son and not as a slave!
This excerpt comes from a tiny volume called Echoes of Eternity -- Listening to the Father published by Hal M. Helms through Paraclete Press in Orleans, Massachusetts.
Painting entitled Glimpse by Claudia Wood Rahm.
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