The Cooing of Doves is Heard in the Land

My child, the seasons are changing and you will change, too! Can you feel the warm winds beginning to blow? The warm breath of my mouth will blow, melting the ice and chill away from things surrounding you. You will be dazzled as that which lay hidden and cloaked in coldness emerges green, vibrant, and full of life. Like a new shoot sprouting from the ground, the season of acceleration, growth, and harvest has already begun to break through from My world into yours.

I have been at work beneath it all, preparing an abundant harvest of fruitfulness and blessing. It is time to awaken! Lift up your eyes to see what I am about to do. Fix your gaze forward and not behind, for I am doing a new thing and it will require Dove's eyes to see.

"Arise my darling, my beautiful one, come with me. See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone. Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land." Song of Songs 2:10-12

Now is the time to shake off the grave clothes of your former season. Like Lazarus coming out of the tomb that held him, so you will come forth! You will come forth lighter, richer, deeper, and stronger. The death grip of the enemy has only served to make you stronger, and now you will come forth My victorious one! You will see that those things you thought were impossible are now possible. Those things you thought were dead, now coming alive! Miracle after miracle will break forth!

I have abundance in store for you and My banquet table is prepared with the finest of fruit. Come and enjoy the fruit of the land. You will taste and see that I am good.

The season of singing has come, and with it I will enter with magnificent displays of My glory and power. No longer the Man of Sorrows, but now the Man of Joy. For the joy set before Me, I endured the cross and sat down at the right hand of the Father. You were the joy set before Me My dear child! Now, seated with Me in Heavenly places, You are My joy and delight! Come and step into your rightful place of inheritance and authority.

Let the season of singing begin in your mouth. Open your mouth to sing My song. It is the song of all songs, the love song of the ages. Together we will sing it over every tribe and nation, calling them home to the Father's side.

Arise and shine my dear one, for your light has come! And now, the glory of the Lord rises upon you! (from Isa. 60:1)