Surgery

Yes....Yes... I will agree to the surgery! LORD I have messed up... made some mistakes in my day....But I am grateful you didn't throw me away.... You told me to come and schedule my surgery... Father I lay on your operation table... Waiting to fall asleep in your presence... that you can remove the things that has cause this blockage....Daughter...this surgery is for your good I have looked at your lab work and the results and realize that you suffer from a broken heart....a spirit not at ease... You have lost the peace I gave to your... your vision has you blind... your joy has disappeared...your dreams seem to be blur... your ears have become deaf to my voice...and your goal seem unrealistic to you... and your mind has been tainted with the views of the world... Don't just got to sleep in my presence... rest in my presence as I cut way the things that have cause you blockage to my love...as I remove the scales from your eyes that prevent you from seeing you like I do... I need you to seeing things through my eyes....as I take away the fear that stalls my boldness for you to speak against the principalities that war within your spirit... I am the surgeon that can cut and heal you all at the same time. Your recovery time will not have you down... As soon as you get off my operation table you will be able to go do the assignments I have called you to... As a matter of fact no recovery time needed. You will be complete... The wholeness you desire... The peace... the joy... the renewal of your identity in me.... the ability to hear my voice clear...Will manifest in such a way that you will be able to move forward without looking back. So Lay down... I have to take away these issues.... that attach to you because you cared for those that didn't care for you... your enemies have thrown darts and knifes that are sticking out your back... but because your pressed to your surgery appointment... I am about to make what you thought was painful a pleasure of peace....Oh the investments you made with your heart to those you called friend... family... husband...wife.... boyfriend.... girlfriend...yeah that emotional investment you talk to me about...That will be part of the procedure... I call testimony... I am doing a heart transplant.... That you can understand that the investment was a seed not a plant. You are not to see the harvest... only prepare the soil and plant the seed...So breathe in my presence... exhale your thoughts....fears...anxieties...and let me do this surgery... it will not take long....---Making you anew...THE SURGEON