In that day the remnant of Israel, the survivors of the house of Jacob, will no longer rely on him who struck them down but will truly rely on the Lord, the Holy One of Israel. A remnant will return, a remnant of Jacob will return to the Mighty God.
My child, I have heard your cries in the quiet place, the deep place. I have heard your heart cry out for the ‘more’. I have seen the despair behind your closed eyelids as you have prayed, ‘is there more than this, will it ever come?’ Your rock-like faith to see the remnant rise has gradually been worn down to a mere hopefulness …and that hope is even yet fading to a forlorn wishful-ness.
But today I speak to you, my child, in order that your faith might be galvanised, that your whimper might once more become a shout of expectation.
You feel like the last of the few, one of the ragged remains of the faithful who hold onto truth by their fingertips, teeth clenched in a determined effort just to make it to the end of your own personal race.
Yet look to the east, look to the west, look to the south. Look across the oceans and through the nations. Behold, I am on the move and I do not come for a Bride who is clothed in a few rags. No, I come for my glorious and victorious Bride, clothed with garments of salvation and arrayed in a robe of righteousness, adorned with jewels.
You are not alone. Those who worship me in spirit and truth are multiplying, they are rising up around you. Look out for them, worship with them.
Yet a time is coming and has now come when the true worshipers will worship the Father in spirit and truth, for they are the kind of worshipers the Father seeks. God is spirit, and his worshipers must worship in spirit and in truth.