My Broken Vessels

Oh, My little ones, I have brought you from the deepest recesses of the wilderness and the refining of the potter’s fire, and you will not be ashamed on the day when I receive you unto myself. I have called you, broken you and created strong vessels that I so desperately need in this final hour. I, the Lord your God, needed Leaders, and you are Chosen for such a time as this. Think it not strange concerning the fiery trial which is to try you as though some strange thing happened to you, but rejoice. Inasmuch as ye are partakers of Christ’s sufferings, that when His glory shall be revealed, ye may be glad also with exceeding joy. Little ones, rest in My Arms, for you will not be ashamed when you look upon My Face, for you will rejoice with joy unspeakable when you see what I have created from your injustice and pain. Abba Father