A Cloud has Lifted

Good day, I have not posted for a while because I have been going through a rough patch. The angels reminded me this morning that is all the more reason that I do need to post; because there are others who also are hurting and having a difficult time. Why is it that we avoid one another and our fellowship with God and the angels just when we need it the most?

These stormy times in our life need to draw us in and closer to God, even if it feels like he is far, far away.

The angels wish to speak to us about these times:

Dear ones we are always with you. When you feel that life is difficult or makes you sad and depressed, we are here. When there seems more questions than answers, we are here. When you cannot find the map to navigate with, we are here. Of course you feel lost and confused but that is only because you are not in control. Let go and let God steer your vessel over the dark and stormy seas. As the winds whip and toss your tiny ship, quiet your heart and mind. Allow the torrent of rains to fall. Oh but you say that you cannot, you are afraid. This fear that you feel is the only wall between you and the love that you wish to feel. Yes, love. Love that will give you the strength, the determination, the will and the heart to go forward. To see that is the only way in which you can go. We go in all directions at once. We can travel in all ways and by all modes. Yet, you must move forward. Always toward the light of life.

Oh, oh dear ones you tremble and fret. You toss and you turn. You wail and gnash your teeth. Silly waste of time. No, we do not laugh at you. We come to comfort you and bring you the true joy you desire. Yet, you snatch away your hand. You pull back your heart. You close off the only way in. So, we wait. We stand ready. We sit by your side. We are here. We are here.

Come out of your shell and extend your hand and open your heart. This will be the secret way of the soul. The big, fat secret. Can you not hear our loving laughter? We sing to you in joyous song.

No, your pain is not small or forgotten. We wish to come and wash it away. Be open for that hand. It is coming soon.

Oh, yes it is coming soon.

The Angels

 

I pray that you will not stay away because of your personal pain. I apologize that I did.

JuJu