flourishing

I heard the Spirit of the Living God say so clearly, 
I’m dealing with the malcontents. I Am breathing and blowing a fresh breath of life, a fresh breeze of life on the downcast, on those who have been in sorrow, who have been stuck in an emotional rut, on those who have not been able to seem to get ahead. I see the weight that they carry in their hearts, and I Am breathing life and fresh joy into them. I see the pain, the breaking that has taken place. I see the dreams that feel so far out of reach that it’s given way to despair. I see the ones who cannot and have not given up but can’t see the way forward either. I see them. I see every part of what is hiding in the recesses of their hearts. I see those tender places and the locked away places. I see where the redness of life in their hearts has turned black with the sting of death. I Am breathing My resurrection breath of life on these places, and I will make them a fertile garden again. I will make them spill over with joy again.