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Date: October 8, 2003

This word is submitted by Jane Larsen (jlarsen65@hotmail.com)

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                    The Forgotten One


You thought you were forgotten and that you were not blessed.  You thought 
that I had passed over you and not heard your cries and supplications.  You 
did not complain, but you hung your head and carried on, thinking you were 
the forgotten one.  I have not forgotten you.  How can I forget what I have 
created with My own hand?  How can I forget you when I have breathed upon 
you and I follow every step you take?

You have watched others reap.  You have seen others come through and been 
silent, thinking perhaps it was you.  There are different seasons for 
everyone.  Look.  Look around you.  Not every flower blossoms at the same 
time, not all fruit has the same season to be ripe.  No.  They have their 
cycles and they have their turns.  Some will flower but for a moment and 
they are rare and exquisite.  Some will flower for long, and are not rare 
but are plentiful.  There is a season for them, there is a season for you.  
A time of growing, a time of nurturing, a time to come forth in the gown of 
beauty I have been preparing for you.

You are not all the same.  I have made you unique, you are crafted by My 
hand.  Be still, My sweet one, be still.

I bring you forth as gold!  Pure gold!  Refined and rare and of great value, 
for it is by My hand that you come through!  I have not forgotten you and 
what I have in store for you is too great to contain.  Your cup will run 
over.  Your cup will run over with My blessings.  I have heard your cries 
and supplications, and indeed I have answered, but you need to look.  
Look.  Look to the spiritual for I do not give as man gives, in containers 
that are old and used.  I do not give as man gives, with little that is 
worthless.  I give from My Kingdom, I give from My generous and loving hand.  
All that I have I give to you.  Do not despair, do not hang your head in 
shame for you are My child and I am proud of you.

Your cup will run over and it will run with good and wonderful and joyful 
things.  Sing!  Lift up your heart, lift up your voice and sing!  Rejoice!  
For I am the Lord and I have heard.