Author: caroltwolisteners

June 5 – That Tender Voice

Very quietly I speak.  Listen to My Voice.  Never heed the voices of the world – only the tender Divine Voice.

Listen and you will never be disappointed.  Listen, and anxious thoughts and tired nerves will become rested.  The Voice Divine – not so much in strength as in tenderness.  Not so much in power as in restfulness.

But the tenderness and the restfulness will heal your scars and make you strong, and then it must be your task to let all your power be My Power.  Man’s little power is as clay beside the granite rock of My Power.

You are My great care.  Never feel at the mercy of the world.  My angels guard you day and night and nothing can harm you.  You would indeed thank Me if you knew the darts of fret and evil they turn from you.

Thank Me indeed for dangers unknown – unseen- but averted.

And after the wind an earthquake,
but the Lord was not in the earthquake;
And after the earthquake a fire;
but the Lord was not in the fire;
and after the fire a still small voice.
1 Kings 19:11, 12

Lord, make us like Thee.  Mold us into Thy likeness.

Molding, My children, means cutting and chiseling.  It means sacrifice of the personal to conform to type.  It is not only My work but yours.

The swift recognition of the selfish in your desires and motives, actions, words and thoughts, and the instant appeal to Me for help to eradicate that.

It is a work that requires cooperation – Mine and yours.  It is a work that brings much sense of failure and discouragement too, at times, because, as the work proceeds, you see more and more clearly all that yet remains to be done.

Shortcomings you had hardly recognized or at least for which you had had no sense of sorrow, now cause you trouble and dismay.

Courage.  That is in itself a sign of progress.

Patience, not only with others, but each of you, with herself

As you see the slow progress upward made by you, in spite of your longing and struggle, you will gain a divine patience with others whose imperfections trouble you.

So on and up.  Forward.  Patience – Perseverance – Struggle.  Remember that I am beside you, your Captain and your Helper.  So tender, so patient, so strong.

Yes, we cooperate and as I share your troubles, failures, difficulties, heartaches, so as My friends, you share My patience, and My strength – beloved.

And the vessel that he made of clay was marred
in the hand of the potter,  so he made
it again another vessel, as seemed
good to the potter to make it.
Jeremiah 18:4

Our Lord, we love and praise Thee.  Thou art our Joy and our exceeding great reward.

Remember that Love is the power which transforms the world.  Love not only of Me, Love not only of the few dear to you, but Love of all – of the publicans, the sinners, the harlots – Love.

It is the only weapon with which sin can be driven out.  Drive sin out with Love.

Drive fear and depression and despair and a sense of failure out with Praise.

Praise is the acknowledgement of that which I have sent you.  Few men would send a further gift of payment until they had received the acknowledgement of the previous one.  So praise, acknowledging, as it does, that My gift and blessing leaves the way open for Me to shower yet more on the thankful heart.

Learn as a child learns to say “Thank you” as a courtesy, with perhaps no real sense of gratitude at all.  Do this until at last a thrill of joy, of thankful awe, will accompany the spoken word.

Do not expect for yourselves feeling that you know others have or have had.  Just go on along the arid way of obedience, and persistence will be rewarded as you come to the Spring, the glad Spring of Water.

Oh, joy in Me, and, as far as in you lies, shed Joy on all around.

Owe no man any thing, but to love one another; 

for he that loveth another hath fulfilled the law.  Romans 12:8

June 2 – My Image

My Lord and my God, we praise Thee, we bless Thee, we worship Thee.  Make us like Thee.

You are willing to drink of the cup that I drink of – the wine of sorrow and disappointment.

You are Mine and will grow both of you more and more like Me, your Master.

True it is today as it was in the days of Moses that no man can see My face and live.

The self, the original Man, shrivels up and dies, and upon the soul becomes stamped My image.

For whom he did foreknow, he also
did predestinate to be conformed
to the image of his Son.
Romans 8:29

November 8 – Wipe The Slate

But this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and
reaching forth unto those things which are before, I press toward the mark
… Philippians 3:13,14

Forget the past. Remember only its glad days. Wipe the slate of your remembrance with Love, which will erase all that is not confirmed in Love.  You must forget your failures, your failures and those of others.  Wipe them out of the book of your remembrance.

I did not die upon the Cross for man to bear the burdens of his sins himself.  “Who His own self bare our sins in His own body on the tree.”

If you forget not the sins of others, and I bear them, then you add to My sorrows.

And when ye stand praying forgive, if you have aught against any: 
that your Father also which is in heaven may forgive you 
your trespasses.  Mark 11:25