My Heart Cries Out for the Wasteland

Word for August 31st, 2020

The wasteland, oh, the wasteland; My heart cries out for the wasteland. Go, My People, into the wasteland and plant My seeds. Go, spread My love upon the wasteland. I will tarry here until My People go into the wasteland and speak of My beloved Son. Bring the Word of My Son. Lift high the banner of Love, My Love, in those lands, that they may see the longing of their hearts stand before them and rejoice that He has come to set them free and give them life, Glorious life. Go where I call you to go. There is wasteland all around. Open your eyes by My power and you will see too. It is not too late, but when it is too late, it is too late and there will be great sorrow in the wasteland. You can avoid their sorrow by following Me into the land, sacrificing yourself for them - My Children not yet saved by Grace. I am with you. I sustain you. My Grace is sufficient for thee.