My Brave Child, In this big, beautiful, and sometimes scary world, fear and doubt will try to take the driver’s seat, but remember this: I’m what’s driving you. My Spirit of Faith fuels you. My Love compels you, pulsating within you. My braveheart is gloriously entangled with yours. So when fear knocks on the door
My Glorious Child, I am proud of you. Really proud of you. Not because of what you’ve accomplished, but because of who you are. You are my beloved child, in whom I am well pleased. I am pleased with you. I cherish you. I love you with an everlasting love. I know everything about you,
My Cherished Child, Love is the most powerful force on the planet! It never fails. Love moves mountains, changes anything, and is the reason for everything’s existence. The words, “I love you,” may seem trite or trivial, but they are not. They are the essence of My being, the truest expression of who I am.
My Powerful Child, You’ve circled the mountain of lack long enough. Now, it’s time to possess the land! Cycles of lack are never my will, but if your core beliefs are steeped in lack, you will subconsciously perpetuate and create circumstances that reflect what you believe. Yes, you are that powerful! As you think in
My Beloved Child, When Moses asked me, “Who do I say sent me?” I introduced myself as “I AM WHO I AM.” I told him to tell the Israelites: “I AM has sent me to you.” (Exodus 3:14) In Hebrew, “I AM WHO I AM” is ehyeh asher ehyeh. The word ehyeh is the first
My Perfect Child, I know things may not seem perfect at the moment, but everything’s coming together, just as I planned. I’m shaking things that need to be shaken. Anything that isn’t aligned with My best for you is being shaken off of you. Don’t be concerned if things feel a bit chaotic at the
My Precious Child, The word I’ve placed upon Schlyce’s heart for November is ‘trust’. It is based on Proverbs 3:5-6. The Message translation outlines a powerful way of living that I would like you to step into. Today, I want you to hear this scripture as though it’s spoken directly from My heart to yours:
My Beautiful Child, My heart feels every bit of pain and suffering my cherished children endure. I know how deeply it can affect you. At times, the sheer weight of it all can be crushing. Always remember though, you’re the branch, and I am the vine. I’m your unwavering Source of peace and strength. During
My Glorious Child, Life moves in a natural rhythm, marked by seasons of growth and times of rest. Just as day gives way to night and fields lie dormant to restore their vitality, every living thing, from the mightiest mountain to the smallest creature, goes through these cycles of restoration. It’s all part of My
My Cherished Child, Have you ever considered that perhaps this very moment, right now, is perfect? How would you respond to such a thought? Would you hastily compile a list of all the ways the world falls short, or the challenges currently in your path? Would you recount the prayers I’ve yet to answer, or