Keep Still

by Janet Gillooly

The Land of Plenty

  You have been in want. You have thirst.

  You have been persecuted and driven in exile.

  Now you shall know the land of plenty. You shall not want nor thirst.

  Your joy in purpose shall find you.

  I shall bless all your sorrows.

  I want you to know real joy.

  I want you to be wealthy in everything.

  Charity begins in your heart and you have touched mi ne deeply. I have loved you for all your patient endurance.

  You could have spread strife, but instead you chose peace. Those who have hurt you will reap what they sow. Your seed shall continue to grow in a deep felt compassion for all. Your love is what matters not how many deeds.

  I was there at your birth and saw your good heart. You are good but you always try to please me. My love grows in your heart ever since the day you chose my love as your greatest reward.

  I defend and protect you always. I died so you might love me more and I give you the tree of life. I have not forgotten how close you draw to me and you shall be blessed forever more.

  Trust me and know I will never leave you all alone. Those who comfort you shall be blessed and those who curse you shall taste vile on their lips. I chose you and not one can separate me from you nor shall you part.

  I ask that you walk across the ocean in faith and rely on me to bring you true peace, love and joy. I have your heart in mind and shall not crush you. I give you wings my love so you may fly to me in full confidence not looking down nor back.

  Look at me now and behold my beauty.

  My radiance shall warm your heart and you shall have a bright future. Hold me tight

  and before long your dreams shall embrace you. Only pray and believe and like a falling star your prayer wish shall be answered. I am here and I love you.