Arise, Come‏

My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standing behind our wall, he looking through the windows, shewing himself through the lattice. My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.Song of Solomon 2:9-13

He is calling to me to arise. He is calls me His Love,His fair one.He woos me to come away for the winter is past and over, to arise from the cave of hibernation where a deep work of dying to self hes kept me hidden from His presence where a metamorphosis has been taking place. But lo, in the midst of this separation I hear Him call my name.... "Arise, my love and come away" I taken my flight where new life awaits me, where everything is budding, flowers appear out of the cold dead earth, birds are mating and bringing forth new life, and every living thing is reproducing its self.It is a call to resurrection life. Open your eyes to beauty, to love, to hope, joy and peace.Take my Hand He says and come with me. Adventure waits, and We shall climb the greatest heights together. And I will teach you My ways and you will do My acts.

We are One.

Natural Abilities

I Liken you; My Darling, to a mare harnessed To one of the chariots of Pharaoh.

In Spite of what I saw in Myself, You called me your Love. You declares once agaien Your Love for me comparing me with the beauty of Your favorite mare, wich in Your eays was Your most priceless possession chosen from the best of stock in the world, at great price, beautiful indeed with its flowing mane, powerful and swift body. Every man considered his horse to be his best friend, sensitive to his every mood and disire.

His Garden

A garden inclosed Im, his spouse a spring shut up a fountain sealed. Thy plants are an orchard of pomegrantes with pleasant fruits, camphire with spikenard. Yes Spikenard and saffron and with all trees of frankincense and with all chief spices. That is how Im for my beloved . A Fountains of garden a well of living waters and streams for Im my beloved and he is mine . Song of Solomon.

WHat an Honor and a privilege to be His garden that is enclosed and barred for His use alone, for times set apart and alone with Him. A place where time stands still, things of this earth are forgotten, just to be aware of Him, my King, My Lover, My Spouse. A place that allows His Light to flood my heart and I learn of Him and to Listen to His voice and hear the desires of His heart. A place to take time to enjoy the moment, to find satisfaction in the now, to yield to His wooing that fulfills a need in Him, A time of peace, where we are not so caught up in the testing and trials we go through, a place to become more like Him. He longs for us to be still, enjoy where we are, take stock in who we are, and recognize that as He lives in us. We are His connection to the earth. His desire is to be so united to us and us so yielded with Him that He has free course to touch, to move, to work, to do His will on earth.

Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits

Surrender Warrior

Without true worship of God there can be no victory in warfare.For what we bleed when we are wounded by satanic assaults or difficult circumstances is the true measure of our worship.You see, what comes out of our hearts during times of pressure is in us, but hidden during times of ease.If you are a true worshipper, your spirit will exude worship to God no matter what Battle You are fighting.In warfare, worship creates a wall of fire around the soul

The call of Love

Jesus Said to Simon Peter,"Simon, son of Jonah, do you Love ME more than these ? He said to Him" Yes Lord;You Know that I Love You " He Said to him " Feed MY lambs"JOHN 21:15

Wisdom and Knowledge will be the stabillity of your times, And the strengt of Salvation.ISAIHA 33:6

O My Beloved, abide under the shelter of the lattice for I have betrothed you to Myself, and though you are sometimes indifferent toward Me; my Love for you is at all times as a flame of fire.My ardor never cools. My longing for your love and affection is deep and constant.Tarry not for an opportunity to have more time to be alone with Me. Take it, though you leave the tasks at hand. Nothing will suffer. Things are of less inportance than you think. Our Time together is like a garden full of flowers, whereas the time you give to things is a field full of stubble.I Love you, and if you can always, as it were, feel MY pulse beat, you will receive insight that will give you sustaining strength.Ibore your sins an I wish to carry your burdens.You may take The gift of light and merry heart, for MY lovedispels all fear and is cure for every ill.Lay your head upon MY breast and lose yourself in Me.You will experience resurrection life and peace; The Joy of The Lord will become your strength and wells of salvation will be opened within you.This is His word to us.. (se Songs os solomon 2:9-13)