No Graffiti In Heaven

      Let My Word live richly in you, for you to depend and deepen your walk with me.  Oh My children, if only you would come away with me and seek me, then you shall find me when you seek me with all of your heart.  

      Will I not open the windows of Heaven and pour out on you a blessing so much you cannot contain it?  Am I not a man that I should lie, the Son of Man, who came into your world that I created and died for you?

      I placed myself in a body that was unbecoming and was treated as not one to be respected or loved.  Many of you are in bodies that you despise, it is a growing experience for you to conquer the flesh and to rise above the actions of people and to love yourself despite your shortcomings.  All is for a good reason, I do not waste any experiences and all can be accomplished with a higher purpose if you will only allow My Holy Spirit to work in and through you for My calling on your life.

      Each day is a gift I give to you to live in peace and to tell others of My love and sacrifice for them.  Don’t waste away your days that I have given you on your pleasures for the moment.  The time is coming when there won’t be much time left to tell the lost how to find me.

      My heart is breaking and I need you to be My hands and feet in a hurting and untrusting world.  Satan and his demons are increasing the battle in the Heavenlies and the Earth is filled with the repugnant stench that he is roaring around destroying My creation, My people.  My Saints need to gird about themselves the armor I have for them and to get into the battle. 

      In the still of the night, as you are sleeping, I watch you and remember why I love you so.  Your sleep is sweet, as when you were a baby.  It is then that you are most vulnerable to the enemy and His tactics.  I place My Angels around you as you sleep, to do battle over you so no harm can befall you.  You are in My hand and I love you with an exceeding love that I wish you would not take for granted.  I give you sunsets to view, I give you rain for your flowers, to remind you of the sweetness that is there for you when you allow me to completely fill you up with My goodness.

      Your trials are but momentary and are not worth considering the cost, because one day soon, very soon I will wrap you up in My arms, My trumpet will sound and you will be called by name to come home to me, the Heavenly City, Zion and we will prepare for the final battle.  Press into me and see me, so that you may be counted worthy to dwell with me in My Heavenly City, Zion where nothing impure can ever enter and no sickness, disease, or suffering will come near thee.

      There will be perfect peace and love and families will be reunited to dwell forever together.  You will fellowship with the Saints of old and stories will be told for eternity of how I saved each of you and the love you feel in your heart, not just for me, but for each other.

      Love never fails, and it is especially evident in Heaven.