There are many who say that My church is tarnished and filled with shadow, even darkness. My beloved is covered with a mourning shroud, her face hidden behind a covering of shame that mankind has placed over My church. This is a lie of the enemy, he has tried to hide the bride from the eyes of those seeking freedom and light. I lift this shroud of deceit from the face of My beautiful bride, and all her glory is revealed. There is nothing on, in or above this earth, that can steal, the beauty and love of My Bride. Would I allow such a thing to happen? “No”. My family hear Me clearly, you My Bride, are being made ready, prepared for My coming. Yes there are going to be challenges ahead but you carry all My authority into all that comes against you. The keys of the kingdom are in your hands. Allow the fragrance of heaven to wash over you as you walk the path set before you. My beautiful bride, you are exquisite, a pearl among rocks. You cover the whole earth with your robes. You hold those who need to be comforted, you feed the hungry. You are My light to this dark world. You are the voice, of peace and reason to the angry and hateful. You are the path to My salvation. You are the voice for such a time as this. You are My Bride.
In him was life, and that life was the light of all mankind. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.
Song of Songs 4:7-11
You are altogether beautiful, my darling; there is no flaw in you. Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, come with me from Lebanon. Descend from the crest of Amana, from the top of Senir, the summit of Hermon, from the lions’ dens and the mountain haunts of leopards. You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride; you have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your necklace. How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much more pleasing is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your perfume more than any spice! Your lips drop sweetness as the honeycomb, my bride; milk and honey are under your tongue. The fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
“I, Jesus, have sent my angel to give you this testimony for the churches. I am the Root and the Offspring of David, and the bright Morning Star.” The Spirit and the bride say, “Come!” And let the one who hears say, “Come!” Let the one who is thirsty come; and let the one who wishes take the free gift of the water of life.