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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYFQ3cyeSp7ImA9WhdbFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620</id><updated>2011-10-14T11:01:52.991-05:00</updated><title>Whisperings</title><subtitle type="html">Whisperings: Impressions from the Spirit to a flawed and fragile soul</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/cDENA" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/cdena" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>blogspot/cDENA</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><feedburner:browserFriendly></feedburner:browserFriendly><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYFQn45fSp7ImA9WhdbFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-8760945131064468006</id><published>2011-10-14T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T11:01:53.025-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-14T11:01:53.025-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Oh beloved little one. I have arrayed you with the flowers of the fragrance of Christ, and the wind of my Spirit blows over those flowers to spread that fragrance where He will. Hold tight to me, abide in me, and I will cause you to exude the aroma of Myself to all who come near you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-8760945131064468006?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/qK6hMds4csk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/8760945131064468006/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=8760945131064468006&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/8760945131064468006?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/8760945131064468006?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/qK6hMds4csk/oh-beloved-little-one.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/10/oh-beloved-little-one.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4NR3gycCp7ImA9WhdbEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-2469949663443474400</id><published>2011-10-10T12:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T12:16:36.698-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-10T12:16:36.698-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3o82aHmFJg/TpMoIk_3FNI/AAAAAAAAHAk/u7ro-6gt4Ug/s1600/Jesus_Lamb3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3o82aHmFJg/TpMoIk_3FNI/AAAAAAAAHAk/u7ro-6gt4Ug/s320/Jesus_Lamb3.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh my beautiful lamb, I have made you without flaw or blemish for your good and my glory. Find your &lt;b&gt;worth &lt;/b&gt;in Me, for you are a creature of infinite value. Also find your &lt;b&gt;rest &lt;/b&gt;in Me as I carry you next to My heart. Feel your weight relaxing into the strength of My everlasting arms, arms that will never, no never, let you go. Be still with me in that safe place.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have deep, tender affection for you like a child has for a beloved pet. I died to have your company; come and feast on the banquet I have prepared for us. I delight in you; delight yourself in Me. I am with you, even to the end of the age.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-2469949663443474400?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/m1zZAbgvdPc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/2469949663443474400/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=2469949663443474400&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/2469949663443474400?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/2469949663443474400?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/m1zZAbgvdPc/oh-my-beautiful-lamb-i-have-made-you.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3o82aHmFJg/TpMoIk_3FNI/AAAAAAAAHAk/u7ro-6gt4Ug/s72-c/Jesus_Lamb3.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/10/oh-my-beautiful-lamb-i-have-made-you.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcFSHoycSp7ImA9WhdVGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-1729089299176257215</id><published>2011-09-24T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T11:50:19.499-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-24T11:50:19.499-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Oh my precious little one. You have feared me in a way that is not wholesome and pulled away from me like the sinful man with his talent.&amp;nbsp; Return to me my beloved with all your heart, all your mind, all your soul, and all your strength. I am your handsome Husband, standing with open arms and tender love awaiting your return. I will pursue you like Hosea even though you forsake me for other lovers until our love is undefiled and complete. My heart is tender and soft toward you. I feel your pain and sorrows. I died for them. Come to me and I will make you whole and we will delight in one another for all eternity!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-1729089299176257215?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/pKixDwQVS7E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/1729089299176257215/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=1729089299176257215&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/1729089299176257215?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/1729089299176257215?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/pKixDwQVS7E/oh-my-precious-little-one.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/09/oh-my-precious-little-one.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08ASHcyeSp7ImA9WhdXEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-8340920073087974698</id><published>2011-08-24T18:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T18:50:49.991-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-24T18:50:49.991-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">I, Jesus, see your wounds and I come to you like the Good Samaritan came to the one who had been robbed and beaten, afraid and stripped of self-esteem. Religious people have added to your wounds and passed you by, but I have seen and had compassion on you and stopped. I am pouring Oil and Wine on your wounds and binding them up. Flee the things of earth that will burn like stubble, and indulge yourself in my presence that is as the richest of foods to your soul (Psalm 63:5). Gorge yourself on my Word, and I will reveal my glory of greater pleasure than all the delights of this world. I do not want a religious checklist from you. What I want is for you to love me with all your heart, mind, soul and strength. You are so beautiful to me, my beloved. Come with me! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-8340920073087974698?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/OEn1dDyw7QA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/8340920073087974698/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=8340920073087974698&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/8340920073087974698?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/8340920073087974698?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/OEn1dDyw7QA/i-jesus-see-your-wounds-and-i-come-to.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-jesus-see-your-wounds-and-i-come-to.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcFRH84fip7ImA9WhdQEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-4859190107235942852</id><published>2011-08-13T09:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T09:33:35.136-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-13T09:33:35.136-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">My precious child, I adore you, though you know it not. It is beyond your understanding but not beyond the ability of your heart to believe. Trust in my love, the love and sorrow poured mingled down from the cross to wash over you and make you clean, white as snow. All I want is for you to curl up in my lap, surrender to my love and listen to the beat of my heart. Men put value in religious things but they are meaningless to me. What I want is your heart, pure and simple, fully devoted to me. You are a woman of action but I desire stillness and communion. I am your Lover that seeks you with a patient urgency as the one lost sheep, never resting til you are in my arms being carried safely home.&lt;br /&gt;
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The One who died to love you,&lt;br /&gt;
Jesus&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-4859190107235942852?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/nrIlmJdbouk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/4859190107235942852/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=4859190107235942852&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/4859190107235942852?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/4859190107235942852?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/nrIlmJdbouk/my-precious-child-i-adore-you-though.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-precious-child-i-adore-you-though.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QFR389fip7ImA9WhdRFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-2302343306036752392</id><published>2011-08-06T09:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T09:35:16.166-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-06T09:35:16.166-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Precious, faithful child. In you I am well pleased. I see you as perfect because of the blood of my Son that washes you clean. Relish in the fountain of his blood pouring over you. My love encompasses you, surrounds you and fills you. Release it to flow through you to others. I have much to accomplish through you. Be still and slow down enough to keep in step with me. Abide in me and you will bear much fruit. I love you and am always with you, though you know it not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-2302343306036752392?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/crzJroEJsOU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/2302343306036752392/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=2302343306036752392&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/2302343306036752392?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/2302343306036752392?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/crzJroEJsOU/precious-faithful-child.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/08/precious-faithful-child.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMFQX88eip7ImA9WhdREkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-8489283903834918650</id><published>2011-08-01T09:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T09:53:30.172-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-01T09:53:30.172-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Oh precious one, my beloved. I am with you. I am mighty to save. I have dispatched my angels concerning you. Your cries have reached my ears. I will deliver you, if you but believe. Your prayers have come before my throne. I ride the cherubim to your aid. You have been faithful to me, and I have seen it. You will see my deliverance in the land of the living. Be strong and let your heart take courage. Wait in faith for me. I am coming soon. Be still. I am with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-8489283903834918650?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/ocXFOSGqziQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/8489283903834918650/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=8489283903834918650&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/8489283903834918650?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/8489283903834918650?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/ocXFOSGqziQ/oh-precious-one-my-beloved.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-precious-one-my-beloved.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IGRXw-eSp7ImA9WhdSE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-2832395754129738559</id><published>2011-07-22T10:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T10:45:24.251-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-22T10:45:24.251-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">My Holy Spirit will speak to you. You have spiritual ears, spiritual senses to hear what I say. Learn to recognize my voice by spending time in my Word, my living Word. The Truth is there to comfort you, challenge you, cause you to grow. Unlike any other book, it is living and active, working deep within you to change your heart and your life. Rest in the insight you find there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-2832395754129738559?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/msDld-7e9iE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/2832395754129738559/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=2832395754129738559&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/2832395754129738559?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/2832395754129738559?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/msDld-7e9iE/my-holy-spirit-will-speak-to-you.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-holy-spirit-will-speak-to-you.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcCSX88eyp7ImA9WhdSEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-1885666173072800982</id><published>2011-07-21T10:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T10:27:48.173-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-21T10:27:48.173-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">I am the one who is powerful. I am the one who is strong. I am your strength, but you may still feel weak. Feelings are not facts. What you can see and touch are not the most true reality. Fix the eyes of your heart not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, for I am there. Look at me. Seek my face. Adore me, as I adore you. Slow down enough to commune with me. It may seem as though your world is falling apart, but I am piecing things back together in a shape that pleases me. My will is good, pleasing and perfect, even to you. Trust and you will see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-1885666173072800982?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/-_HVQ43ZrMo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/1885666173072800982/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=1885666173072800982&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/1885666173072800982?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/1885666173072800982?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/-_HVQ43ZrMo/i-am-one-who-is-powerful.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-am-one-who-is-powerful.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EFQn0yeip7ImA9WhdSEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-7977645519684226461</id><published>2011-07-20T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T08:46:53.392-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-20T08:46:53.392-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Oh little one, tossed and torn, ragged and bruised. I am with you to heal you and calm your storm. This too shall pass, and one day it will even seem beautiful in your eyes. You are constructing your eternity by your responses and your faith. I am constructing your character, more precious than gold, in the likeness of my Son. There are so many things happening in the spiritual realm that you cannot see, things of vast importance. But when I have accomplished my purposes there, I will deliver you from each and every sorrow. Keep believing in me as I believe also in you. I adore you, my dear child. I am singing over you with delight. Absorb my love into your very being. Soak it in and rest in it. It is more real than the things you can see and touch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-7977645519684226461?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/ls9FVdbC1GU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/7977645519684226461/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=7977645519684226461&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/7977645519684226461?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/7977645519684226461?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/ls9FVdbC1GU/oh-little-one-tossed-and-torn-ragged.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-little-one-tossed-and-torn-ragged.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQCR3szfCp7ImA9WhdTGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-4411768073166145183</id><published>2011-07-17T12:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T12:22:46.584-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-17T12:22:46.584-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Oh little one that I adore. You can never perceive or experience the heights and depths of my love for you. It is eternal and infinite, enduring and following you forever. My angels surround you, whispering truth and encouragement when you need it. My Spirit lifts your head up. Look up and see your Redeemer comes. Soak in my love, abide in me, and together we will endure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-4411768073166145183?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/PlB00zAK1z4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/4411768073166145183/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=4411768073166145183&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/4411768073166145183?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/4411768073166145183?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/PlB00zAK1z4/oh-little-one-that-i-adore.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-little-one-that-i-adore.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04GQ349eip7ImA9WhdTFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-1610022775926043491</id><published>2011-07-12T10:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T10:52:02.062-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-12T10:52:02.062-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">I am on a healing mission in your life. I heal from the inside out. My healing takes forms that will surprise you. You may pray to be healed from cancer, but find that I heal a relationship instead because it is more important in the eternal scheme of things. But I always heal. Jehovah Rophe is my name, the God Who Heals. Healing is not something I do; it's what I AM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-1610022775926043491?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/P8QvP2dOXx8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/1610022775926043491/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=1610022775926043491&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/1610022775926043491?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/1610022775926043491?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/P8QvP2dOXx8/i-am-on-healing-mission-in-your-life.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-am-on-healing-mission-in-your-life.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEACSHc5cSp7ImA9WhdTFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-9137696992933042321</id><published>2011-07-11T17:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T17:19:29.929-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-11T17:19:29.929-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Slow down, my child. You rush ahead of me. Walking in the Spirit is walking &lt;b&gt;with &lt;/b&gt;the Spirit, at my pace. Step by step, like a dance, like lovers strolling and holding hands. Much of your stress and pain come from hurry. Breathe. Sense my pace, and keep in step with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-9137696992933042321?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/2uz90Om6Hgg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/9137696992933042321/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=9137696992933042321&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/9137696992933042321?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/9137696992933042321?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/2uz90Om6Hgg/slow-down-my-child.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/07/slow-down-my-child.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8NRHozfip7ImA9WhdTE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-5000164281411750007</id><published>2011-07-10T10:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:48:15.486-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-10T10:48:15.486-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Just enough for today. That is all I give you. I won't give you power for the future. Don't set your mind and your worries on the future or the past. I am not there. I am the Great I AM, not the Great I Was or the Great I Will Be. I am here, now, with you intimately, like a mother nursing her child, but I will not go with you into the worry zone. Pay attention to the here and now. Sink down into the present moment and you will find me there. You will find peace. I love you forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-5000164281411750007?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/2A9YQ06PWUE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/5000164281411750007/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=5000164281411750007&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/5000164281411750007?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/5000164281411750007?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/2A9YQ06PWUE/just-enough-for-today.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-enough-for-today.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcGSXY5fSp7ImA9WhdTEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-641847736000174279</id><published>2011-07-07T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T10:37:08.825-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-07T10:37:08.825-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Oh little one, tattered and torn. I will shorten your travail. I am numbering the hairs on your head and carefully tending to each detail in your life. To those who reject me I am stretching out my arms, longing for them. Imagine, then, how close I am to those who love and seek me as you do. You are worried and bothered about so many things, but only one thing is necessary, and you have found it. Seek my face day by day and everything else will fall into place. I love you, dear child.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-641847736000174279?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/MOGvciMui3s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/641847736000174279/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=641847736000174279&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/641847736000174279?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/641847736000174279?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/MOGvciMui3s/oh-little-one-tattered-and-torn.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-little-one-tattered-and-torn.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQFSHgyeip7ImA9WhZaGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-5498074437330500585</id><published>2011-07-05T12:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T12:18:39.692-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-05T12:18:39.692-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">See far. Look up from your day-to-day struggles, pains, imperfections  and regrets into eternity. This earth is like ripping a Bandaid off. It  hurts for a moment, but life is so brief. Yet in this life, you are  creating, carving out, your eternity by your attitudes and responses.  Your faith in me pleases me and will make a huge difference in that  eternity. No more tears, no more pain, no more goodbyes, just joy,  delight and beauty forever more. Those who suffer the most have been  especially chosen for a greater eternity. Hold on, my child, I will come  for you one day, sooner than you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-5498074437330500585?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/ByOGrEbAajA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/5498074437330500585/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=5498074437330500585&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/5498074437330500585?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/5498074437330500585?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/ByOGrEbAajA/see-far.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/07/see-far.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkACRX48eSp7ImA9WhZaGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-6461631054900691363</id><published>2011-07-04T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T16:26:04.071-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-04T16:26:04.071-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">You are beaten down and discouraged. Those things don't come from me, but I am the answer for your deliverance. A bruised reed I will not break. Do not be surprised as if something strange were happening to you. All men suffer, as did my son. This too shall pass, my child. I have a solution for every problem. I would not have revealed the problem to you unless I also had plans for a solution. Praise me ahead of time for the answer. I am always with you, always healing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-6461631054900691363?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/celmXb5byZY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/6461631054900691363/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=6461631054900691363&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/6461631054900691363?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/6461631054900691363?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/celmXb5byZY/you-are-beaten-down-and-discouraged.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-are-beaten-down-and-discouraged.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIDSHg7eyp7ImA9WhZaFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-7122907805798275712</id><published>2011-07-02T09:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T09:56:19.603-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-02T09:56:19.603-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">I am especially fond of the weak because they know that they need me. I manifest my power in their lives and my glory shines bright through them. Those that the world scorns, I pick up and nurse, bandage, comfort and restore. Rest in my arms, let me tuck you in and feed your spirit. One day it will all be worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-7122907805798275712?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/WWnHc2Er_CA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/7122907805798275712/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=7122907805798275712&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/7122907805798275712?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/7122907805798275712?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/WWnHc2Er_CA/i-am-especially-fond-of-weak-because.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-am-especially-fond-of-weak-because.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4MSH88cSp7ImA9WhZaE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-5832744764894183801</id><published>2011-06-29T11:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T11:29:49.179-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-29T11:29:49.179-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">I rejoice over you with singing. I quiet you with my love. You are my chosen one, adored and beloved. Do not believe the inner voices that disagree. Let my love for you define you as the Beloved of God. I cherish you. My thoughts of you outnumber the sands of the seas. I order your steps and your life. There is nothing to fear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-5832744764894183801?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/Tk3uJ1DED-I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/5832744764894183801/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=5832744764894183801&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/5832744764894183801?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/5832744764894183801?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/Tk3uJ1DED-I/i-rejoice-over-you-with-singing.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-rejoice-over-you-with-singing.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEAFQH05cCp7ImA9WhZaEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-5977886606757261213</id><published>2011-06-26T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T10:38:31.328-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-26T10:38:31.328-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">I will use you, even when you feel useless and weak. I am the God who can work miracles with spit and mud. But you are a beautiful creature of infinite value, indwelt with the very Spirit of God. What do you think I can do with that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-5977886606757261213?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/9l_fnf2xPmE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/5977886606757261213/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=5977886606757261213&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/5977886606757261213?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/5977886606757261213?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/9l_fnf2xPmE/i-will-use-you-even-when-you-feel.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-will-use-you-even-when-you-feel.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMHRn09eSp7ImA9WhZbGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-5070161520832670063</id><published>2011-06-24T10:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T10:13:57.361-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-24T10:13:57.361-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Suffering is your teacher, your guide, yet you scorn it. Just BE with it and listen to the lesson. Learn to coexist with negative emotions and experiences; they have profound things to offer you. These things are like seeds. They are not beautiful, but when buried in the fertile soil of my word and tended by the Gardener of your life, they will grow into something beautiful. Suffering becomes a glorious rose bush with a beauty and fragrance that makes it all worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-5070161520832670063?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/GrNgqPFo9tA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/5070161520832670063/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=5070161520832670063&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/5070161520832670063?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/5070161520832670063?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/GrNgqPFo9tA/suffering-is-your-teacher-your-guide.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/06/suffering-is-your-teacher-your-guide.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcMQ34yeCp7ImA9WhZbGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-6633167305163932691</id><published>2011-06-23T10:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T10:14:42.090-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-23T10:14:42.090-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">I am always here for you, although you are mostly unaware. See through the eyes of faith that I am watching over you as a mother watches over her newborn infant. The baby sleeps, unaware, but the mother would die to protect her. All the details that trouble you are weaving together to make something beautiful out of your life. Have compassion for others, but also yourself. Do not amputate yourself from the fruits of the Spirit. I love you; agree with me and love yourself as you love others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-6633167305163932691?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/KpITiMvXCjI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/6633167305163932691/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=6633167305163932691&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/6633167305163932691?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/6633167305163932691?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/KpITiMvXCjI/i-am-always-here-for-you-although-you.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-am-always-here-for-you-although-you.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQAQn48eSp7ImA9WhZbFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-6673533481224818506</id><published>2011-06-21T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T09:59:03.071-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-21T09:59:03.071-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">You are different. I made you that way on purpose. I wove you together in your mother's womb, I gave you a special personality and temperament, and I determined the perfect environment for you to be raised in. Perfect. The pain would tell you otherwise, but the front of the tapestry is beautiful. Oh, my child, if you could only see it! I give both deliverance and calamity, and bring good, the best good, out of both. That is why I want you to learn to rejoice in your sufferings like Paul did, like my son did. A good God created a world that has evil in it. The human mind cannot comprehend it, but light cannot be appreciated without darkness, nor love without hate. You don't have to understand to believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-6673533481224818506?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/YgEc7ZZO7vI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/6673533481224818506/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=6673533481224818506&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/6673533481224818506?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/6673533481224818506?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/YgEc7ZZO7vI/you-are-different.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-are-different.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIDRH08fCp7ImA9WhZbFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-5871214420478949480</id><published>2011-06-20T10:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T10:42:55.374-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-20T10:42:55.374-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Good morning, little one! Today is the day that I have made; rejoice and be glad in it. Do not censor what I say to you, for my ways are higher than your ways. Listen to me and apply what I say, and you will prosper and grow. Your desert will bloom and your joy will return. You are tempted now, but I offer a way out. I am the way. Direct your energies toward me instead of your obsessions and I will provide for all your needs. One day you will look back on your despair and see that it is black velvet behind the sparkling diamonds of your reward! Rejoice! That is a verb, not a feeling. Rejoice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1010814193339445620-5871214420478949480?l=spiritwhispers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~4/ePIcZe7E5no" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/feeds/5871214420478949480/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1010814193339445620&amp;postID=5871214420478949480&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/5871214420478949480?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1010814193339445620/posts/default/5871214420478949480?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/cDENA/~3/ePIcZe7E5no/good-morning-little-one-today-is-day.html" title="" /><author><name>Cyndi W.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VU4asd-FrEo/S3td2W-JIkI/AAAAAAAAEHo/EQqyioZewjk/S220/FB+11-2009.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://spiritwhispers.blogspot.com/2011/06/good-morning-little-one-today-is-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YBQnw7cSp7ImA9WhZbFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1010814193339445620.post-2241048122754902397</id><published>2011-06-19T15:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T15:25:53.209-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-19T15:25:53.209-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Rejoice in me like the birds and the flowers do! Your despair and frustration are your teachers. Focus on the lessons, not the pain. Immobilization is a coping mechanism, but I am the source of power for coping. The more you rely on me, the less you will need to rely on immobilization. I do not condemn you. I understand these things more than you do. 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