In the Garden, like a gentle rain hear His whisper:
Remember this: before the cares and worries of the day begin to pile up, set your sights upon the Lord.I have set the Lord always before me; because He is at my right hand, I shall not be moved. Before the “morning stars sang together and all the sons of God shouted for joy” He set His love on me and chose me as His own. Since His love stepped out of eternity and fastened onto my soul, nothing in this life can diminish what had no beginning. He chose me to be his very own, joining himself to me even before he laid the foundation of the universe. Because of his great love, he ordained me as one with Christ from the beginning, so that I will be seen as holy in his eyes with an unstained innocence.
You have believed in spite of human understanding and in spite of what surrounds you. Now rest, secure under the shadow of the Almighty; your faith has won the battle and brought you victory. Remain on the path of peace and let the day bring you more revelation of my strength. Like a gentle rain, the promises over your life will be fulfilled and your prayers will be answered.
I will continue to restore your heart. There will be great victory when you focus on my word as it is written on your heart and soul. You will find My Spirit invading your soul with power, love and revelation light. I have invested sacred blood for your journey and you will never fail as you continue to walk with me.
As your heart is stirred by a noble theme you will find that your heart has been changed, made whole, strengthened. For I have prepared a great work for you, my calling, and my gifts will not be revoked; all that I have promised will come to pass, for I am the God of Restoration, the Keeper of your soul.
It is my delight to sit in the shade of the garden.
I hear the voice of the one I love,
Leaping over the mountains to capture my heart
O’ lover of my soul, I sing songs of joy
Your fruit is sweet to my taste.
Listen… to the sweet melodies of the Creator…
Leading us to the Dance,
Let your heart soar high above,
To the music of the cool night air, while
The Grand Fountain whispers softly,
“Come the winter is past,
The rain is gone and the flowers appear
Their Fragrance fills the Garden.
The time for singing has come!”
As we share in the intimate dance of life.
Like a gentle rain, today Hear the Whisper of the Father’s Heart