(From the Book: Come Away My Beloved ~ Frances J. Roberts)
O My child, I have chosen thee unto Myself, that I may make of thee an instrument of praise in My hand. I shall bring forth from thee a melody of praise and rejoicing, and cause the harp strings of thy soul to vibrate with a joyful song.
Bless Me with thy lips, and whisper My Name in adoration. I will free thee from the prison house, and thou shalt exalt thy God in liberty of spirit.
How hast thou said, "I am insignificant and unworthy?" Lo, ye are precious to Me, saith the Lord, yea, even as the apple of Mine eye.
Turn not back in unbelief, but press onward and upward until the darkness is left behind, and ye shall come out into the light. Ye shall see Me then face to face, and know Me as a man knoweth his dearest friend.
Bring Me all that puzzles thee. Many questions need no answer, for when the heart is at one with the Father, there comes an illumination of Spirit which transcends thought. Understanding becomes a state of heart rather than an achievement of the mind.
Learn to worship, and thou shalt have rest of soul; yea, ye shall rise to a new place of fellowship, where ye shall be as the writer of the letter to the Ephesians said: "seated with Christ in the heavenlies."
Ye shall be taught of the Spirit; yea, He shall open to thee the mysteries of the Word; for it was by the Spirit of God that the Scriptures were given to holy men of old; even so, by the Spirit shall the treasures of the Word be revealed to thee.
In returning and rest shall ye be saved; in quietness and in confidence shall be your strength (Isaiah 30:15)