he Lord speaks:
My daughter, you call yourself a spoiled fruit a dried up tree and a rotten liar, but the only untruths you speak are against yourself.
I do not not see what you fear. I do not see evil in the eyes of My shining child, who suffered and was not comforted. Oh how I long to gather you inside and away from the hailstorms.
Child whose wounds were not tended, whose needs were not met, how could I possibly be angry at someone who has not known love?
So I weep bitterly, for you deserve far better than to watch helplessly as innocence is carted away into the hands of the blind and wrathful.
You, little one who has been at the mercy of those who speak detestable words, they that corrupt the hearts of young women, small girls who have not learned right from wrong because they were never shown a light in the darkness.
You, my bride who deserves to walk among the flowers yet was given a dung heep, my little babe who was made for tenderness but was rejected and tossed into the waves of the sea,
I long to bring you to My side and dry all of your tears. I long to draw you a warm bath with clear water and clean your bedding that you may rest your head.
So, this is the Lord's promise:I am revealing the path for you, you who have labored in my name. Though your road be covered in darkness I shall bring to you a light and you will see the clearing.
With the light, I am bringing a warmth to your face from a sun you have not felt, from a love you could not see, from a place you did not know.
As surely as you were tossed into the ocean, and the waves caught you, and the tumult did not relent, and you knew only water,
you will be given over to My sʌn, and he shall catch you, and his love shall not relent, and you will know only light.
There you will live in a place where there is no sea. There will be no depths or darkness in your heart, only the warmth of My sʌn, who will carry you far beyond the ages of men.
With arms lighter than the air and stronger than the Titans shall he uphold you. He will take to you to My house, the dwelling that your eyes have not yet seen, your eternal home which is safe and sweet and as sure as My sʌn.
There you will dwell, where no root shall wither, no leaves will fall and death will be no more. No harm will come to you and you shall remember no more the hands of wicked men.
For I am the Lord and my promises are true. I have steadied my hand against this land that I may take you out of it, that you may forever shine as My everlasting star in My everlasting sky.