Saturday, May 12, 2012

Downloads from God


Believe me when I tell you, child, that he will trust Me. For AM delivering him from the snare of the fowler and from the deadly pestilence, and I AM covering him with My pinions, and under My wings he shall find refuge. My truth and faithfulness are his shield and buckler. He shall not be afraid of the terror of the night, nor of the arrow that flies by day, nor of the pestilence that stalks in darkness, nor of the destruction or sudden death that surprise and lay waste at noonday. 

A thousand may fall at his side, and ten thousand at his right hand, but only a spectator shall he be -- inaccessible in the secret place of the Most High. I AM seeing to it that he seeks Me as his refuge, and that he will find solace in My Encircling Peace! He will choose to remain stable and full of gratitude, rather than return to the drama and futility of the world and its ways. He will taste and see, and he will decide to prefer Me. His will prefer the sweet embrace of gratitude and safety and freedom and joy. He is Mine, the word I keep saying, child. Mine.

Painting called Bouquet from Above by Veronica Benning.

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