Author: Sheri Rose Shepherd
I see you when you are in the garden of grief. My Princess. I hear your cry for help in the dard hours of the night. I myself cried out in the garden the night I was betrayed. In my suffering I asked My Father for another way---a less painful way. Yet I trusted His will and purpose for My life and knew the untimate victory was at the cross. Just as olives must be crushed to make oil, I poured out My life as a love offering for you. Don't ever doubt that I am with you and that I long to take you to a place of comfort, peace, and victory. even when you cannot see me from where you are, I am working on your behalf. Give to Me the crushing weight of your circumstances, and come to Me in prayer. When it is time to leave the garden, I will walk with you across the valley and straight to the cross---where your trials will be transformed into triumph.
Love,
Your Savior and your Victor
I see you when you are in the garden of grief. My Princess. I hear your cry for help in the dard hours of the night. I myself cried out in the garden the night I was betrayed. In my suffering I asked My Father for another way---a less painful way. Yet I trusted His will and purpose for My life and knew the untimate victory was at the cross. Just as olives must be crushed to make oil, I poured out My life as a love offering for you. Don't ever doubt that I am with you and that I long to take you to a place of comfort, peace, and victory. even when you cannot see me from where you are, I am working on your behalf. Give to Me the crushing weight of your circumstances, and come to Me in prayer. When it is time to leave the garden, I will walk with you across the valley and straight to the cross---where your trials will be transformed into triumph.
Love,
Your Savior and your Victor
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