Today was restful. Full of conversation with family and friends. I am never left alone. I continue to remain encouraged and filled with great joy, with the revelation of my intimate relationship, with my Father in heaven and the care that he has for me. I feel so protected, as if my soul is in the cleft of a rock and he is covering me with his hand.
Two weeks ago, I woke up after having this dream:
My mother and father who have passed away, were holding my hand, one on either side. I was aware that I was in the throne room of God. Mum and dad were urging me forward, towards the Father... my Daddy.
I woke up with such joy that was bubbling over from within. I have always understood this. Now it is not only in my head but in my heart as well. My Daddy loves me. A song came to me that I haven't sung for many years: Abba Father (means... Daddy) let me be yours and yours alone, may my will forever be ever more your own. Never let my heart grow cold. Never let me go. Abba Father let me be, yours and yours alone.