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

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                        Returning  (what is yours)


I have told you that I will return all that the locust has stolen -- the 
small and the large locust, the little and the big -- all that they have 
stolen: the time they have eaten from you, the things they have taken from 
you.  All.  I have said all.  There is not one thing that I shall overlook, 
for I travel the earth as you sleep and I watch as you weep and I know all 
things.

I have told you to ask in My name and you will receive.  You ask in tears, 
you ask in praise, you ask from the silence of your room. I tell you that 
wherever you are, there I am too, listening to that which you bring before 
Me, working on your behalf.  I do not think as man.  I do not work as man, 
for My hand is mighty and My forgiveness is great.  I can bring you out of 
the desert, I can bring you from the depths of the valley, clapping your 
hands and shouting for joy as you praise Me.  There is no thing I cannot 
deliver you from and no situation that I will turn My back from.

Come and listen to Me.  Hear My words and let them set you free.  Turn from 
what you can see with your eyes, and focus on what is yet unseen but is 
happening in the heavenlies.  You know My name; you know My love.  Rest in 
the assurance that I am the One who will deliver you from the pestilence, 
from the hands of man, from the large and small situations, because I have 
covered you in My blood and nothing can harm you.  No, nothing can take 
from Me what is Mine.

Walk each step knowing I hold your hand and bring you from here to great 
joy. A season is turning; a change is upon you. I will not break a bruised 
reed. I will not let you go, but I will bring you up.