Quieted By His Love

I woke up this morning to the typical alarm clock of little voices asking for breakfast and cuddles. In the flurry of activity, a confident, gentle voice spoke to me. Not an audible voice - but more like incredibly clear thoughts I would never think in my own effort.

I'm not going to shout to the hilltops that God spoke to me. I don't know and I am not that bold. But it was clear, real and I'm writing it down for my own recollection and no one else. But if God chooses to being someone else revelation through it, then cool. 

Rest in me today. Just rest. It's okay, I won't let you fall. Turn away from the past journey. Close the door and live in freedom. Stay close to me, and you will go in the right direction. Attribute encouraging words to me, actions to me - allow me a chance to restore, heal and rejoice over you. I do not change, my love is consistent and my power is fierce. Come to me with everything. EVERYTHING. You cannot exhaust me, you cannot surprise me. Your spoken prayers and thought prayers are precious and real and heard. Walk behind, not beside. Let me lead. Have full, unabashed trust in me and don't walk into situations where I must compete for your love. And remember you never have to compete for mine. Just let go. I'm not done, and there is so much ahead. Speak life into your children, bringme into   everything, and rest as I speak life into you. 

He also brought to mind little things about people, whose memory previously only caused me pain and regret, that they had done to show love and support - a soft side to the insanity. 

I love being quieted by His love.