Gwendolen Rix 3-10-14 It is a fabulous day here in my heavenlies, daughter. Many preparations are ensuing regarding the arrival of my bride. Excitement fills the atmosphere and there is much cheering. This is what is occurring in the general population in heaven. In my throne room however, it is much different. There are so many who will be lost and it grieves my heart. I wish to go out and circulate with my patrons, but I will just stay here and sit and contemplate all that I have done. Could I have done better? Could I have changed more hearts? Daughter, I am a God with intense emotions and by now you must know this. Tell my other children that this day is a day of contemplation for their Creator. I have a contemplative heart. If any of my children have any other ideas that they can come up with, I am all ears, daughter. Tell them to pray to me and give me their ideas of what more I can do to save the lost. You know I change my mind often daughter. As I have changed many times the plans I had for you. Sometimes as a Creator it is hard to go through with my plans because ultimately I have already suffered for you. But this is a matter of repentance. This is an eternal matter. I am all ears, my children. Come speak to me regarding the lost in your life. I want to know what ideas you may have. Daughter, I know you were contemplating the name Sandwich Islands this morning as you made your hot cocoa. I chose this place to bring early judgment rumblings and tumblings beneath their land. This is an area of the world that celebrates much idolatry. They have more false gods than you have hairs on your head, daughter. This is just an expression of my disgust for them at this time. They are in a predicament. They are sandwiched between good and evil. I long to be the substance/meat of their lives, but they continually turn their backs to me. I have brought them bountiful harvests. I have protected them from many storms. What will it take dear ones? Fear does move the hearts of men and women. Allow me to see how many will come to me now from this region. I am heavy-hearted over this situation. My holy book is filled with appropriate scriptures as to how I bring man back to me. There are many to choose, dear child. The clock of the Creator is running out on my creation. Pray children that many will return to me. The hour sands are but a few now at the bottom of the glass… Love, Father.
Posted on: Wed, 12 Mar 2014 03:01:25 +0000
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