There’s been a lot going on in my life. Like just about anyone, I’d like a little heads up as to what the plan might be. Father doesn’t always (or often, for that matter) tell us what’s going to happen tomorrow or next week or year or decade. When I was praying today, this is what I believe He spoke to my heart. As you read, keep in mind that there’s a lot of metaphor here. Very little of this is literal. (He knows I love metaphors.)
Trust Me. Take the waves as they come, and trust Me. For those who walk My paths see My face as others do not, and indeed cannot. But looking on My face can even make the blind to see — as you walk, follow My footsteps and see whether you do not begin to see My eyes as they guide your feet. You don’t need to know which route we will take. I leave that open — not knowing (or not choosing to know) whether you will choose this turning or that.
There is no hurry. Only love’s urgent desire for her consolation drives us to hasten toward the goal — the mystery of the high calling, drawing us ever onward, seeking solace in loving and in one another’s presence.
See how the new immediately builds on — grows up from the old — so that the old disappears, though of old I laid it down as a foundation without which nothing new can stand. So therefore build, build on that foundation of the apostles and prophets, but build well or you will be spending your time hauling away rubble.
This is how you will know you are building well — if I infuse it with My presence. You are My daughter and will do well so long as you keep this one thing in mind — this is that together, we will ride the waves — you and I. We will take on life as it comes and weave — deftly weave of the strands, both light and dark, of sorrow and of joy — beauty.