My dear Son, I write to You
On the eve of Your ruin;
And the threshold to Your glory.
You have grown from boy to man.
With no fear of darkness,
Your heart is now the key
As it sows Your needed courage.
The moment has come
To find and face
Who You are meant to be.
Something black and evil
Comes Your way.
You did not ask for this,
No one would,
Yet it comes to You
None the less.
It is My nature to
Guard You, shield You,
Keep You from harm.
But this time I will not.
I must not.
I must not keep You from this,
Nor will I temper or lessen
The degree to which
You will bear Your pain.
Do not be misled
By the past ways of My love.
It takes all My strength to stand aside
And allow You to be so hurt,
But I must.
Brace Yourself.
It is a formidable fate that awaits You.
You will be broken and bloodied.
Your eyes will bulge with pain
And Your voice will cry out beyond restraint.
The very thought of it
Seizes My throat and
Robs Me of My breath.
I am sure that I too
Will deeply ache and weep with You.
Yet, fathers can see things,
That their sons cannot.
I can see Your heart this day,
Gentle, pure and good.
I can see the darkness that comes unfair
To assail You on the morrow,
And its shadowy despair
That seeks to weaken and defeat You.
And beyond this threshold I also see
The glory of Your life;
The power and strength
Of Your will and love,
That bear the source for Your victory.
I see You standing strong ever after;
With legs and shoulders that know
Your will, Your might, and Your good worth.
I see the cheers of Your enemies
Turn to groans of dismay and defeat.
And I see the many who love You
Dancing, and singing,
For the gift You are about to give.
You may be tempted
To feel abandoned and alone.
Please do not, You are not.
You will never be.
You may be afraid
And tempted to run.
But, Your glory,
And the world that I so love
Will be lost
If You do not obey Me
Once more.
Trust Me, My precious Son.
Even as Our tears may swell
Know that I know,
You are ready for this.
You have been prepared so well.
Only by going through this
- All the way through -
Will You know Your all
And receive
The full authority of who You are.
Be warned!
There will come a time
When You are near the end…
Near the death
Of earthly limits You have known;
When crushing burdens of sin will be laid on You.
Then, with the last drop of love in Your heart,
Reach to Me my Son.
I will be there for You.
Command Your heart to cling to Me
And on the other side We’ll be re-joined
Forever in the Spirit
Forever as One,
Forever equals,
Forever – Father and Son.
On the eve of Your ruin;
And the threshold to Your glory.
You have grown from boy to man.
With no fear of darkness,
Your heart is now the key
As it sows Your needed courage.
The moment has come
To find and face
Who You are meant to be.
Something black and evil
Comes Your way.
You did not ask for this,
No one would,
Yet it comes to You
None the less.
It is My nature to
Guard You, shield You,
Keep You from harm.
But this time I will not.
I must not.
I must not keep You from this,
Nor will I temper or lessen
The degree to which
You will bear Your pain.
Do not be misled
By the past ways of My love.
It takes all My strength to stand aside
And allow You to be so hurt,
But I must.
Brace Yourself.
It is a formidable fate that awaits You.
You will be broken and bloodied.
Your eyes will bulge with pain
And Your voice will cry out beyond restraint.
The very thought of it
Seizes My throat and
Robs Me of My breath.
I am sure that I too
Will deeply ache and weep with You.
Yet, fathers can see things,
That their sons cannot.
I can see Your heart this day,
Gentle, pure and good.
I can see the darkness that comes unfair
To assail You on the morrow,
And its shadowy despair
That seeks to weaken and defeat You.
And beyond this threshold I also see
The glory of Your life;
The power and strength
Of Your will and love,
That bear the source for Your victory.
I see You standing strong ever after;
With legs and shoulders that know
Your will, Your might, and Your good worth.
I see the cheers of Your enemies
Turn to groans of dismay and defeat.
And I see the many who love You
Dancing, and singing,
For the gift You are about to give.
You may be tempted
To feel abandoned and alone.
Please do not, You are not.
You will never be.
You may be afraid
And tempted to run.
But, Your glory,
And the world that I so love
Will be lost
If You do not obey Me
Once more.
Trust Me, My precious Son.
Even as Our tears may swell
Know that I know,
You are ready for this.
You have been prepared so well.
Only by going through this
- All the way through -
Will You know Your all
And receive
The full authority of who You are.
Be warned!
There will come a time
When You are near the end…
Near the death
Of earthly limits You have known;
When crushing burdens of sin will be laid on You.
Then, with the last drop of love in Your heart,
Reach to Me my Son.
I will be there for You.
Command Your heart to cling to Me
And on the other side We’ll be re-joined
Forever in the Spirit
Forever as One,
Forever equals,
Forever – Father and Son.
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