I hear the Lord say tonight that for some of you, IT’S TIME TO WRITE. I feel these words from His heart…
I have called you to this… for such a time as this. The world is burdened with heaviness, but I have given to you the gift to lift the eyes of the weary and restore the hope of the downcast and to write My word, write My hope, write My heart, and to make it tangible to men. For there are many who think they know Me, think they have found who I am, but they have never experienced My heart, for they have never heard the truth of who I really am, nor the plan that I am carrying for all mankind.
Where are my scribes, the ones who know Me, whose hearts beat with Mine? Who live in the secret place under the shadow of My wing, and dig for the mysteries of hidden treasure like Kings, which they treat as the most precious of gold? For do you not know the power of the pen that I have put in your hands? Does it not burn hot beneath your fingers? Do you not hear My calling, it’s time, it’s time, it’s time! It’s time to paint a new picture of who I am to the world. It’s time to write a new storyline. It’s time to rewrite the lies that have been written about me, and to write my love songs, and to write of the things that have never yet been seen or heard. For My Kingdom is not coming, it is here, it is here, it is here, and the world must know it.
How can you contain what I have given you and keep it for yourself? You asked for My words and I gave them to you, and they are not yours to hide. They are for My children, they are for My body, and they are for My glory… and yours. So write, My precious child, write. Write to set the captives free, write to make Me known, write to leave a treasure map for others, so they will know how to find Me and the hidden mysteries, as you do.
Some of you have written with your tongue for a long time, and I am pleased with the words that you have spoken to represent me. But it’s now time to put pen to paper and create the tangible, the permanent and the enduring. It is time that you write the vision clearly, so that he may run who reads it. Do not think that unless you write the big picture project I have put in your heart that you cannot write at all. You can write it and you will, but start small. Start writing. Practice. Take the first step and the next, and the next. Write in your journal, write posts on your pages, write of things that nobody has seen or heard, write love notes, write teachings, write poems, write letters, write plans. Write in the morning, write in the evening. Write songs, write books, write the reality of My heart into this world.
I love you, My precious one. Write with all your heart. Write with all My heart. It’s time to write. Pick up your pen…
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