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In the heavenlies, she heard the Father’s voice roaring like the great waves of the ocean in a torrent. With one word He fractured the skies, in heaven and on earth. He spoke a word of great importance. Like thunder, it reverberated without end. “IMPENDING!” He spoke to the ascendancy of the universe surrounding Him.
Mystified by the scenes being played out before her, Beloved saw those the Father had held in reserve for this hour, those He’d drawn to Himself. His children,
His family
, standing with confident abandon, at the day of their impending destiny – beholding the majesty of their glorious Father’s mysterious plan unfold, unveiling His mighty power.
Beloved heard the Father declare from His throne, “Such is the call of earth’s Savior. His kingdom will rise to claim His bride. He will manifest His power and authority on the earth.”
“My dearest,” she heard her Father speak to her, “Do not fear the enemies around you. Look to Me – look to My throne, follow My thoughts. Trust Me – I will be your EVERYTHING!”
Awake, north wind! Rise up, south wind! Blow on my garden and spread its fragrance all around. Come into your garden, my love; taste its finest fruits.
—Song of Solomon 4:16 NLT
IN FIGHTING many battles for her Prince, Beloved was now a formidable force for anyone who came against her. Transformed by her deliverance, she embraced the purpose for her journey and the battles she had faced. Made fearless by her struggles, she feared nothing, for she knew the power of her King.
He had become her strength, her delight and her deliverer. Following Him now without question, she even enjoyed the battles He allowed her to fight in. She was learning to expect the victories brought by the whitehorse rider – indeed, it was the season of great victories, and the enemy swiftly scattered at her command.
Beloved had been awaiting the Lord’s arrival in the garden of His making. He’d told her to meet Him there, that He had something He wanted to share with her. Her expectancy was growing and she wondered, after all she’d been through, what would the Shepherd have to share with her now?
As she played with the question in her heart, she waited breathlessly for Jesus to come. Anticipating the joy the garden possessed, Beloved’s heart felt overwhelmed by the Lord’s delight to share this special moment with her.
In the midst of the garden the Lord appeared to Beloved and opened up a vision in the spirit realm to show her. She saw a captivating young woman clothed as a bride laying on a bed in the middle of the same garden she was now in. Her hair was long and thick in a mass of curls spread out perfectly around her face and shoulders like a dark amber cloud. Her head was adorned with a simple white garland of lilies, seeming to belong to her like the thick tresses of her hair.
Beloved was captivated by her beauty; it took her breath away. Admiring her, she contemplated, “She is absolutely the most beautiful bride I have ever seen.”
The bride lay like a portrait in peaceful tranquility on the cushioned bed surrounded by the artistic garden made to frame her. Her long, thick lashes and full red lips rested stilly, while her flowing, white chiffon gown lay perfectly spread about her as she slept.
Everything about the bride exuded purity – uncluttered beauty unlike anything Beloved had ever seen.
As Beloved watched in anticipation, Jesus entered the vision and approached the bride as she slept. With awaited purpose, He stared at His sleeping bride. Kneeling down next to her, He took her hand as He spoke gently to her,
“Awaken, my love. It is time to awaken.”
As she opened her eyes and sat up in her bed, the Bridegroom stood back to watch her awaken. The bride looked at Jesus with expectation and stood to her feet. She looked searchingly at herself, straightening her dress. Rightly fixing her hair, she seemed to dust off the remnants of her
In the heavenlies, she heard the Father’s voice roaring like the great waves of the ocean in a torrent. With one word He fractured the skies, in heaven and on earth. He spoke a word of great importance. Like thunder, it reverberated without end. “IMPENDING!” He spoke to the ascendancy of the universe surrounding Him.
Mystified by the scenes being played out before her, Beloved saw those the Father had held in reserve for this hour, those He’d drawn to Himself. His children,
His family
, standing with confident abandon, at the day of their impending destiny – beholding the majesty of their glorious Father’s mysterious plan unfold, unveiling His mighty power.
Beloved heard the Father declare from His throne, “Such is the call of earth’s Savior. His kingdom will rise to claim His bride. He will manifest His power and authority on the earth.”
“My dearest,” she heard her Father speak to her, “Do not fear the enemies around you. Look to Me – look to My throne, follow My thoughts. Trust Me – I will be your EVERYTHING!”
Awake, north wind! Rise up, south wind! Blow on my garden and spread its fragrance all around. Come into your garden, my love; taste its finest fruits.
—Song of Solomon 4:16 NLT
IN FIGHTING many battles for her Prince, Beloved was now a formidable force for anyone who came against her. Transformed by her deliverance, she embraced the purpose for her journey and the battles she had faced. Made fearless by her struggles, she feared nothing, for she knew the power of her King.
He had become her strength, her delight and her deliverer. Following Him now without question, she even enjoyed the battles He allowed her to fight in. She was learning to expect the victories brought by the whitehorse rider – indeed, it was the season of great victories, and the enemy swiftly scattered at her command.
Beloved had been awaiting the Lord’s arrival in the garden of His making. He’d told her to meet Him there, that He had something He wanted to share with her. Her expectancy was growing and she wondered, after all she’d been through, what would the Shepherd have to share with her now?
As she played with the question in her heart, she waited breathlessly for Jesus to come. Anticipating the joy the garden possessed, Beloved’s heart felt overwhelmed by the Lord’s delight to share this special moment with her.
In the midst of the garden the Lord appeared to Beloved and opened up a vision in the spirit realm to show her. She saw a captivating young woman clothed as a bride laying on a bed in the middle of the same garden she was now in. Her hair was long and thick in a mass of curls spread out perfectly around her face and shoulders like a dark amber cloud. Her head was adorned with a simple white garland of lilies, seeming to belong to her like the thick tresses of her hair.
Beloved was captivated by her beauty; it took her breath away. Admiring her, she contemplated, “She is absolutely the most beautiful bride I have ever seen.”
The bride lay like a portrait in peaceful tranquility on the cushioned bed surrounded by the artistic garden made to frame her. Her long, thick lashes and full red lips rested stilly, while her flowing, white chiffon gown lay perfectly spread about her as she slept.
Everything about the bride exuded purity – uncluttered beauty unlike anything Beloved had ever seen.
As Beloved watched in anticipation, Jesus entered the vision and approached the bride as she slept. With awaited purpose, He stared at His sleeping bride. Kneeling down next to her, He took her hand as He spoke gently to her,
“Awaken, my love. It is time to awaken.”
As she opened her eyes and sat up in her bed, the Bridegroom stood back to watch her awaken. The bride looked at Jesus with expectation and stood to her feet. She looked searchingly at herself, straightening her dress. Rightly fixing her hair, she seemed to dust off the remnants of her
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