The Father Says Today: December 19th, 2023

The Father says today, from My throne over all dominions and powers, I hereby pronounce peace upon you – a peace acting as an armor against the world’s influence and chaos. My peace, not fleeting like a firefly in the dusk, but a peace resting deep in your soul, radiating outward to chase away shadows. Take your freedom this day to rest deeply in My peace, in favor, in a warmth like honey from heaven drizzled upon your life. This peace is the judge of your storms, the hand that stills the waves, the whisper that quells the howling wind. It is not just a gift, My child, but the very essence of My throne, woven into the fabric of My kingdom – a kingdom not of pomp and power but of righteousness, joy, and yes, of unwavering peace. Let this peace be your fortress, an impregnable wall against any who would draw you out into the turbulent and challenging circumstances of life that look everywhere but to Me for an answer. Seek peace. Pursue peace – its gentle embrace, where I hold you close and safe. Do not be tempted by the sirens of discord, the whispers of worry that slither like serpents in the undergrowth. Stand firm, rooted in My peace, unmoved by the shifting sands of doubt.

Prophet Russ – This Word Resonates with Me! I accept and Believe For the Blessing in My Life – Today!

Yes, there will be those who glimpse the depth of your serenity, the unshakeable calmness that flows from Me, and they will try to shatter it. They will fling spears of negativity and arrows of doubt, hoping to pierce your armor of peace. But you, My child, you will raise your shield of faith, deflecting their malice with gentle, confident words, with a smile on your face that reflects the steady flame within. Let your peace be upon those around you and if your peace returns to you, shake off the dust, the residue of their negativity, and keep moving forward. It is their food, that dust, the fuel for their fires of discontent. Do not let it touch your soul; do not let it dim your light. You are My creation, made for a different dance, a waltz of peace amidst the world’s cacophony. Remember, they cannot understand your serenity, for they dwell in a different realm, a land where darkness is the only currency. Do not waste your breath explaining, justifying, for their ears are tuned to the static of fear. You are called to a different song, My child, a melody of peace that hums beneath the surface of things. When troubles swirl like storm clouds overhead, do not flinch. Seek Me in the quiet eye of the hurricane, join Me in the sanctuary of stillness. Leave the churning outside, find solace in the haven of My peace. And watch, My child, watch as the storm loses its grip, as the waves flatten on the shore, as calm washes over the land. You will be safe, My child, always safe in the arms of peace. So go forth, My beloved, anointed with the oil of tranquility. Let your steps be a testament to My enduring love, your breath a prayer of peace that washes over the world. I am with you, always, and My peace is your shield, your song, your constant companion. In its embrace, you will thrive, you will overcome, you will be whole. Remember, My child, My peace is your forever home.