MY WEARY BRIDE

 

My Weary Bride

Come away Beloved, come away with Me into the secret of My tabernacle, the place where we meet.  For your weariness, I long to give strength.  For your overwhelming fear, overwhelming love.  Come and drink of My living waters and be revived.  In all your waiting do not forget to come to Me. 

For I am the Rock smitten for you that you may rely on My strength and My provision.  I will indeed set you high upon a Rock.  Do you still desire this one thing, to behold My beauty, to enquire in My temple, to come to Me?  For My eyes roam to and fro upon the earth seeking those who seek Me.

Return My Beloved, return to drink of Me.  You have become weary, even doing what I ask, but how easy you grow tired.  So come, come drink, come eat at the table I have set before your enemies.  

Come drink of Me.

Your yoke is too heavy.  Come then and take up Mine, for it is indeed easy and light.  Turn to Me Beloved and let me love you.

My Belobed, I want you to run with Me, together we run in union, vitally connected.  The winds of this world, the cares will cause the flame of your love to grow dim, but the wind of My Spirit will fan the flame of love.  For My love is as strong as death and stronger than the grave. It is certain, it is sure, it is steadfast, it is Me.  

I am the Rock on which I will set you, as a diamond set in Me to shine with the brillians of My glory.  

Oh My weary Bride, come and I will set you upon the Rock.

Please Read:

Psalm 27

1. The Lord is my light and my salvation, whom shall I fear; the Lord is the strength of my life, of whom shall I be afraid?

 2. When the wicked, even mine enemies and my foes, came upon me to eat up my flesh, they stumbled and fell.

3 Though an host should encamp against me, my heart shall not fear: though war should rise against me, in this will I be confident.

4 One thing have I desired of the Lord, that will I seek after; that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord, and to enquire in his temple.

5 For in the time of trouble he shall hide me in his pavilion: in the secret of his tabernacle shall he hide me; he shall set me up upon a rock.

6 And now shall mine head be lifted up above mine enemies round about me: therefore will I offer in his tabernacle sacrifices of joy; I will sing, yea, I will sing praises unto the Lord.

7 Hear, O Lord, when I cry with my voice: have mercy also upon me, and answer me.

8 When thou saidst, Seek ye my face; my heart said unto thee, Thy face, Lord, will I seek.

9 Hide not thy face far from me; put not thy servant away in anger: thou hast been my help; leave me not, neither forsake me, O God of my salvation.

10 When my father and my mother forsake me, then the Lord will take me up.

11 Teach me thy way, O Lord, and lead me in a plain path, because of mine enemies.

12 Deliver me not over unto the will of mine enemies: for false witnesses are risen up against me, and such as breathe out cruelty.

13 I had fainted, unless I had believed to see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.

14 Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the Lord.