Today

My son. Here I am with you. I've never left you - ever. You've had a lot of missteps along the way, but my grace is sufficient for you. It is the time to jolt you awake! I don't want you to sleep any longer. Awaken to my heart. Awaken to my life. Awaken to my love. 

Do you know what hours this is? This is the hour you begin. This is the hour your mourning turns to dancing. This is the hour I glorify my son in you. The waters calm to a crisp image. The ripples calm to clarity. What's left is the reverberation of a trumpet that has already been blown. I desire to make you a light to the nations. It is wise of you to be patient with my church. I am not done with all of you yet. To notice that you should make some changes and come underneath others isn't to say that they have everything or do everything right. It is just a time to gather with specific people.  Long before you were born I've seen your coming. I've truly been waiting for you. I'm way more eager than you know or can imagine. Shapta. I never stop. That mountainside awaits you that I brought you to. You will hover above it again like I've shown you before. There's no rush. Just know me for now. 

(Responding to something I saw:) It's a tilting of reality. 

(Me:) there's a sense of alarm in the air. A charge.