This word is submitted by Jane Larsen [jlarsen65@hotmail.com]

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                        The Invitation

Come, My child, and sit and eat with Us: the Father, the Son and the 
Holy Spirit.

You see, I know you.  Oh yes, I know you well. Didn't I form you in a 
secret place and didn't I know all that was before you? Didn't I take 
pride in My craftsmanship, and didn't I gently lay My hand upon you even 
before you took your first breath?

Come now, and sit with us--alone--just us. I know your pain. I know the 
hurt that has taken seed in your heart, I know the tears you shed in 
the silence of the night. Leave it all behind; come and be intimate 
with Us. Share with Us. Unburden your heart and allow Us to set you 
free. Sit in the peace and the love that We offer; close the door to 
the misery that besieges you. I am gentle, a bruised reed I will not 
break. It is time to come and be still. Be still and be healed--be 
restored. Be made whole.

Leave the noise of the world and come sit with Us. See, We wait. We 
have good things, lovely things, to share with you.