Come.
Come to the stable
and
see My Son.
Do not stand
at the entrance.
Come in.
Come among Us.
Join Us.
Join in
Our celebrations.
This is
My Son,
born today.
He is
My Gift
to the world;
My Gift
to My people;
My Gift
to you.
He is
everything
to Me;
He is
part
of Me;
He is
Me.
And
I give Him
to you.
Do what you will
with Him;
love Him,
hate Him,
despise Him,
ignore Him.
It is your choice.
My longing
is that you choose
to love Him;
to cherish Him;
to bind yourself to Him
for in so doing
this will bring you
more
than you could ever dream of;
joy,
such joy;
peace,
such peace;
love,
such love
as you have never known.
He is
My Gift
to you
today
and
I wait for your response.
Will you
accept My Gift?
Will you
accept Him?
© Kathleen Wilks
God's Gift
Come
and see
the Gift
I have
for you.
I know
you think
that I don’t care;
that I have forgotten you,
but
you are wrong,
so wrong.
I will show you
just how deep
My love is
for you.
For now
the time is right
for it to be
revealed.
Come
with Me,
My child,
and let Me show you
how much
I care;
how much
I love you.
It is dark
on the way
but
I will guide you.
Just trust
Me
and soon you will see
light.
Then,
when your eyes
become accustomed
to this light
you will see
My Gift
to you,
My child…
Can you see
Him,
lying there
in His mother’s arms?
so small;
so helpless;
so vulnerable,
and yet
this;
this
is My Son,
My beloved Son.
He is so like
Me;
so like Me
that
He
is
Me.
Go on,
do not be afraid,
reach out and
touch Me.
Give Me
your hand
and feel
how I respond.
Open your arms
to receive
Me.
Hold Me close.
Look into My face.
Look into My eyes.
Look hard;
look long;
look deep.
Let Me see
all your doubts,
all your fears
disappear.
Keep looking.
My gaze
will not waver
until I see
the light
of understanding
in your eyes;
until I see
My love for you
returned.
And hold Me.
Hold Me tightly
to your heart.
Do not let go
until
I have felt it melt;
until
I know that it is Mine;
until
you know that we are
forever joined;
forever one.
Stay.
stay in this place
until you know
beyond any shadow of doubt
that
this is My Gift;
My Gift
to you,
to say
I love you.
© Kathleen Wilks
and see
the Gift
I have
for you.
I know
you think
that I don’t care;
that I have forgotten you,
but
you are wrong,
so wrong.
I will show you
just how deep
My love is
for you.
For now
the time is right
for it to be
revealed.
Come
with Me,
My child,
and let Me show you
how much
I care;
how much
I love you.
It is dark
on the way
but
I will guide you.
Just trust
Me
and soon you will see
light.
Then,
when your eyes
become accustomed
to this light
you will see
My Gift
to you,
My child…
Can you see
Him,
lying there
in His mother’s arms?
so small;
so helpless;
so vulnerable,
and yet
this;
this
is My Son,
My beloved Son.
He is so like
Me;
so like Me
that
He
is
Me.
Go on,
do not be afraid,
reach out and
touch Me.
Give Me
your hand
and feel
how I respond.
Open your arms
to receive
Me.
Hold Me close.
Look into My face.
Look into My eyes.
Look hard;
look long;
look deep.
Let Me see
all your doubts,
all your fears
disappear.
Keep looking.
My gaze
will not waver
until I see
the light
of understanding
in your eyes;
until I see
My love for you
returned.
And hold Me.
Hold Me tightly
to your heart.
Do not let go
until
I have felt it melt;
until
I know that it is Mine;
until
you know that we are
forever joined;
forever one.
Stay.
stay in this place
until you know
beyond any shadow of doubt
that
this is My Gift;
My Gift
to you,
to say
I love you.
© Kathleen Wilks
Valued
My child,
I will
use you
in ways that
will bring joy
to you;
to Me;
to others.
Why do you doubt
that I will do this?
There is such need
in the world;
such need.
The harvest is ripe.
The harvest is plentiful
but the labourers;
My labourers
are few.
Why would you think
I would not use
you?
It may not be
in ways you
expect;
understand;
even
are aware of
but
you are so much
a part
of My plan
that it would be
incomplete
without you.
My child,
why would you ever think
you were
not needed;
not valued?
In My kingdom
all are needed;
all are valued;
all are precious
beyond price.
My Son
died for you.
Is that not enough
to convince you
of your worth
to Me?
Relax.
Do not strive.
Seek only
to stay close
to Me
and
let Me
work in you
and through you.
I have used you
in ways you may never know.
I am using you
now
and
I will use you
in the future
if you stay close
to Me.
Let My words
flow through you
and
they will not return to Me
empty.
My child,
just be yourself;
be the person I created
and
do not doubt.
© Kathleen Wilks
I will
use you
in ways that
will bring joy
to you;
to Me;
to others.
Why do you doubt
that I will do this?
There is such need
in the world;
such need.
The harvest is ripe.
The harvest is plentiful
but the labourers;
My labourers
are few.
Why would you think
I would not use
you?
It may not be
in ways you
expect;
understand;
even
are aware of
but
you are so much
a part
of My plan
that it would be
incomplete
without you.
My child,
why would you ever think
you were
not needed;
not valued?
In My kingdom
all are needed;
all are valued;
all are precious
beyond price.
My Son
died for you.
Is that not enough
to convince you
of your worth
to Me?
Relax.
Do not strive.
Seek only
to stay close
to Me
and
let Me
work in you
and through you.
I have used you
in ways you may never know.
I am using you
now
and
I will use you
in the future
if you stay close
to Me.
Let My words
flow through you
and
they will not return to Me
empty.
My child,
just be yourself;
be the person I created
and
do not doubt.
© Kathleen Wilks
Never alone
You do not travel
any journey
alone.
There is no time
when
I am not with you.
There is no time
when
I leave you
to fend for yourself.
Even when
it is very dark;
even when
you feel
lost;
abandoned,
I am there.
I go before you.
I go behind you.
I go beside you.
We cannot be separated.
I am with you
and
you are with Me.
Does this not
give you confidence?
Does this not
give you peace?
If it does not
then
it is because
you do not truly believe.
Be still awhile
and
dwell on these truths.
Let them
sink into your very being.
Let them
become part of you.
Then,
and only then
go forth;
go forward
from this place
with joy.
My beloved,
I want you
to know
this joy.
© Kathleen Wilks
any journey
alone.
There is no time
when
I am not with you.
There is no time
when
I leave you
to fend for yourself.
Even when
it is very dark;
even when
you feel
lost;
abandoned,
I am there.
I go before you.
I go behind you.
I go beside you.
We cannot be separated.
I am with you
and
you are with Me.
Does this not
give you confidence?
Does this not
give you peace?
If it does not
then
it is because
you do not truly believe.
Be still awhile
and
dwell on these truths.
Let them
sink into your very being.
Let them
become part of you.
Then,
and only then
go forth;
go forward
from this place
with joy.
My beloved,
I want you
to know
this joy.
© Kathleen Wilks
Fear not
My child,
you see before you
a mountain;
a mountain
that is
too high;
too steep;
that is
unconquerable;
insurmountable.
Listen
to Me.
Listen again
to My words:
If you have faith
even as small
as a mustard seed
you can say
to this mountain,
move,
and it will move.
Do you believe this?
Do you believe
that I can do this?
Do you believe
that I am willing;
that I want
to do this,
for you?
I do not want
to see you
afraid
and anxious;
unable to move forward
because of this mountain.
Put your hand
in Mine
and trust Me.
I can see
the path ahead.
It is neither
too high
nor too steep.
It is neither
unconquerable
nor insurmountable.
It is just
part of your walk
with Me;
a new part;
an exciting part.
Come with Me now.
Walk forward boldly.
I promise you
that,
once we reach
the other side,
you will be able
to look back
with joy.
© Kathleen Wilks
you see before you
a mountain;
a mountain
that is
too high;
too steep;
that is
unconquerable;
insurmountable.
Listen
to Me.
Listen again
to My words:
If you have faith
even as small
as a mustard seed
you can say
to this mountain,
move,
and it will move.
Do you believe this?
Do you believe
that I can do this?
Do you believe
that I am willing;
that I want
to do this,
for you?
I do not want
to see you
afraid
and anxious;
unable to move forward
because of this mountain.
Put your hand
in Mine
and trust Me.
I can see
the path ahead.
It is neither
too high
nor too steep.
It is neither
unconquerable
nor insurmountable.
It is just
part of your walk
with Me;
a new part;
an exciting part.
Come with Me now.
Walk forward boldly.
I promise you
that,
once we reach
the other side,
you will be able
to look back
with joy.
© Kathleen Wilks
Take this Bread
Take the bread,
My child.
It is My gift to you.
But
as you hold out your hands
hold out also yourself.
As you uncurl your fingers
uncurl also your being.
Open yourself to My love.
Straighten up.
Stand tall.
You are a child of God;
My child.
I want you to know this.
I want you to be confident
of the place you have
in My heart.
I do not want
to see you
unsure;
uncertain.
I do not want
to see you
withdrawn;
ashamed;
distressed.
I want you to look at Me.
I want you to gaze at Me.
I want you to look
deep
and long
into My eyes;
long enough to see there
the love I have for you;
long enough to let it enter
your eyes,
your heart,
your soul;
long enough to let it burn away
all doubts;
all fears;
all feelings of unworthiness.
Therefore,
as you eat the bread
and
as you drink the wine
take them into yourself
as the gifts of My love;
My love for you
My precious child.
© Kathleen Wilks
My child.
It is My gift to you.
But
as you hold out your hands
hold out also yourself.
As you uncurl your fingers
uncurl also your being.
Open yourself to My love.
Straighten up.
Stand tall.
You are a child of God;
My child.
I want you to know this.
I want you to be confident
of the place you have
in My heart.
I do not want
to see you
unsure;
uncertain.
I do not want
to see you
withdrawn;
ashamed;
distressed.
I want you to look at Me.
I want you to gaze at Me.
I want you to look
deep
and long
into My eyes;
long enough to see there
the love I have for you;
long enough to let it enter
your eyes,
your heart,
your soul;
long enough to let it burn away
all doubts;
all fears;
all feelings of unworthiness.
Therefore,
as you eat the bread
and
as you drink the wine
take them into yourself
as the gifts of My love;
My love for you
My precious child.
© Kathleen Wilks
Trust in Me
I have told you before
that
you do not have to ‘do’
to earn My love,
nor
to keep My love.
It is there,
constant,
everlasting,
available,
free.
My child,
enjoy it,
revel in it,
drown in it.
Let it saturate
your very being
so that
it flows out through you
to others
without you knowing,
without you ‘doing’.
Just being in My love
will change you.
Until you know this,
all I ask of you
is that you
stay still,
stay close,
stay silent.
When you are ready
to move on,
I will guide you.
I will show you
My plans for you,
But for now
rest,
relax
in My presence.
Trust Me.
Learn to trust Me more.
You do not yet trust Me
enough.
Your God is too small.
It is not Me.
It is not even
a small part of Me.
I am
bigger,
greater,
more powerful
than you can imagine.
The desert
is the special place
where you can learn
to trust,
to lean,
to rely
on Me
and Me alone.
Only fear not
for I am Love.
and because of My love
I have led you
into the desert.
See it for what it is,
a special place.
If My Son had to learn this
how much more do you.
What is learnt in the desert
is not quickly forgotten.
And
I do not want you
to forget
this special time.
It will not last forever.
I know that
sometimes
it is hard for you
but I promise
that, in time,
you will look back
and see this
as a place
of blessing,
My blessing,
to a beloved child.
© Kathleen Wilks
that
you do not have to ‘do’
to earn My love,
nor
to keep My love.
It is there,
constant,
everlasting,
available,
free.
My child,
enjoy it,
revel in it,
drown in it.
Let it saturate
your very being
so that
it flows out through you
to others
without you knowing,
without you ‘doing’.
Just being in My love
will change you.
Until you know this,
all I ask of you
is that you
stay still,
stay close,
stay silent.
When you are ready
to move on,
I will guide you.
I will show you
My plans for you,
But for now
rest,
relax
in My presence.
Trust Me.
Learn to trust Me more.
You do not yet trust Me
enough.
Your God is too small.
It is not Me.
It is not even
a small part of Me.
I am
bigger,
greater,
more powerful
than you can imagine.
The desert
is the special place
where you can learn
to trust,
to lean,
to rely
on Me
and Me alone.
Only fear not
for I am Love.
and because of My love
I have led you
into the desert.
See it for what it is,
a special place.
If My Son had to learn this
how much more do you.
What is learnt in the desert
is not quickly forgotten.
And
I do not want you
to forget
this special time.
It will not last forever.
I know that
sometimes
it is hard for you
but I promise
that, in time,
you will look back
and see this
as a place
of blessing,
My blessing,
to a beloved child.
© Kathleen Wilks
Everything
My child,
how can you want more
than everything?
Everything
I have
is yours.
You do not receive
because
you do not ask.
Why do you not ask?
Have I not said
that you can ask Me
for anything
in My name
and
you will receive.
And yet
you stand
on the shoreline,
looking out
over the vast ocean,
and you envy
those who
have ventured in.
Have courage.
Believe.
Take a step
into the waters;
into the ocean
of My love;
of My grace.
Go further;
go deeper
until
you are out of your depth
in My love;
until
you can no longer stand
on your own feet;
until
you can no longer rely
on your own efforts;
until
you have to let Me
hold you;
until
you have to trust
Me.
And,
once you do,
you will be free;
free
to enjoy the waters;
free
to laugh;
to play;
to splash;
to swim
with Me,
your loving Father.
Come,
there is room
for everyone.
© Kathleen Wilks
how can you want more
than everything?
Everything
I have
is yours.
You do not receive
because
you do not ask.
Why do you not ask?
Have I not said
that you can ask Me
for anything
in My name
and
you will receive.
And yet
you stand
on the shoreline,
looking out
over the vast ocean,
and you envy
those who
have ventured in.
Have courage.
Believe.
Take a step
into the waters;
into the ocean
of My love;
of My grace.
Go further;
go deeper
until
you are out of your depth
in My love;
until
you can no longer stand
on your own feet;
until
you can no longer rely
on your own efforts;
until
you have to let Me
hold you;
until
you have to trust
Me.
And,
once you do,
you will be free;
free
to enjoy the waters;
free
to laugh;
to play;
to splash;
to swim
with Me,
your loving Father.
Come,
there is room
for everyone.
© Kathleen Wilks
My Yoke
My beloved child,
take My yoke upon you.
Walk with Me.
Walk beside Me.
Walk at My pace.
If you will
only let Me
be the pace-setter
you will find
rest.
You are rushing ahead
into unploughed land
and you get bogged down.
You cannot see the way
and you get lost.
Hear My call
to come back
to My side;
to harness yourself again
to Me.
Let Me
take the strain
and you will have
peace.
I know the path
we will take.
I will set the pace;
a pace
set just for you.
Do not look at others
for each one
who is harnessed
with Me
will go
at a different speed,
to a different goal.
I have a goal
for you.
I know the way.
I know the time.
I know the pace.
Simply
take your place
beside Me;
lean on Me;
be guided by Me
and you will find
rest.
© Kathleen Wilks
take My yoke upon you.
Walk with Me.
Walk beside Me.
Walk at My pace.
If you will
only let Me
be the pace-setter
you will find
rest.
You are rushing ahead
into unploughed land
and you get bogged down.
You cannot see the way
and you get lost.
Hear My call
to come back
to My side;
to harness yourself again
to Me.
Let Me
take the strain
and you will have
peace.
I know the path
we will take.
I will set the pace;
a pace
set just for you.
Do not look at others
for each one
who is harnessed
with Me
will go
at a different speed,
to a different goal.
I have a goal
for you.
I know the way.
I know the time.
I know the pace.
Simply
take your place
beside Me;
lean on Me;
be guided by Me
and you will find
rest.
© Kathleen Wilks
I know...
I know,
My child,
I know.
I see inside you
all the places
that hurt.
They are hidden
to the world
but
I see.
Let Me in.
Let Me touch them
for Mine
is a healing touch.
You think
that you can cover up
these places.
You hope
that they will go away
in time.
But
they are a burden to you;
an unnecessary burden.
Why do you bear
a burden
that I have already borne
for you;
am bearing
for you?
I am the One
Who came
to bear your grief;
to carry your afflictions.
I came willingly.
I came for you.
I did this
for you.
But
unless you let Me in
I cannot help;
unless you let Me in
I cannot touch these places.
My touch
is a healing touch
but
even a healing touch
on these places
may bring pain
for a time
until the poison
is drained;
until the scars
are no more.
Yet
is not this healing pain
worth it
to be free
to live;
to live
as you were meant to do;
to live
the abundant life
which is
My gift
to you?
And so,
My child,
My precious child,
I wait.
I wait
for your invitation
to be allowed in;
to be allowed
to touch
and to heal.
© Kathleen Wilks
My child,
I know.
I see inside you
all the places
that hurt.
They are hidden
to the world
but
I see.
Let Me in.
Let Me touch them
for Mine
is a healing touch.
You think
that you can cover up
these places.
You hope
that they will go away
in time.
But
they are a burden to you;
an unnecessary burden.
Why do you bear
a burden
that I have already borne
for you;
am bearing
for you?
I am the One
Who came
to bear your grief;
to carry your afflictions.
I came willingly.
I came for you.
I did this
for you.
But
unless you let Me in
I cannot help;
unless you let Me in
I cannot touch these places.
My touch
is a healing touch
but
even a healing touch
on these places
may bring pain
for a time
until the poison
is drained;
until the scars
are no more.
Yet
is not this healing pain
worth it
to be free
to live;
to live
as you were meant to do;
to live
the abundant life
which is
My gift
to you?
And so,
My child,
My precious child,
I wait.
I wait
for your invitation
to be allowed in;
to be allowed
to touch
and to heal.
© Kathleen Wilks
Touch Me
You
have come
to My house
and I welcome you.
You have knelt
before Me
in worship.
You have spoken to Me
in prayer.
You have even listened
to My words
to you,
but
you have not
touched Me.
Unless
you touch Me
My power
cannot be released
in you;
to you;
through you.
You need
to draw close
to Me;
to touch Me;
to touch
even
the hem of My garment.
Then,
and only then,
will you know My power
working in you;
working with you;
working through you.
My child;
My children,
I know too
how much
you long
for Me
to touch you;
to put My hand
upon all those places
that hurt;
to put My arms
around you;
to hold you
close.
As you long
for My touch
so
I long for yours.
Do not be afraid.
Do not fear
what others might say.
Do not fear
what might happen.
I will not harm you.
I will not embarrass you.
I seek only
to show you
how much
I love you.
I long
to show you.
I long for you
to come to Me,
to come in trust;
to come eagerly;
to come without fear
as a child
runs to its mother
and is caught up
in her arms.
I long for you
to be like
that child.
So many;
so many
of My children
are starved
of the touch of others;
of My touch.
Do not be one of them.
Accept My invitation.
Come.
Come now
and
touch Me.
© Kathleen Wilks
have come
to My house
and I welcome you.
You have knelt
before Me
in worship.
You have spoken to Me
in prayer.
You have even listened
to My words
to you,
but
you have not
touched Me.
Unless
you touch Me
My power
cannot be released
in you;
to you;
through you.
You need
to draw close
to Me;
to touch Me;
to touch
even
the hem of My garment.
Then,
and only then,
will you know My power
working in you;
working with you;
working through you.
My child;
My children,
I know too
how much
you long
for Me
to touch you;
to put My hand
upon all those places
that hurt;
to put My arms
around you;
to hold you
close.
As you long
for My touch
so
I long for yours.
Do not be afraid.
Do not fear
what others might say.
Do not fear
what might happen.
I will not harm you.
I will not embarrass you.
I seek only
to show you
how much
I love you.
I long
to show you.
I long for you
to come to Me,
to come in trust;
to come eagerly;
to come without fear
as a child
runs to its mother
and is caught up
in her arms.
I long for you
to be like
that child.
So many;
so many
of My children
are starved
of the touch of others;
of My touch.
Do not be one of them.
Accept My invitation.
Come.
Come now
and
touch Me.
© Kathleen Wilks
The Shoreline
See the boat
out there
on the horizon?
Are you ready
to walk with Me
to that boat?
I know
that you think you are ready.
I know
that you want to say yes
as you sit here
on the sand
but,
when we reach the shoreline
will you come?
My child,
do not be afraid.
I will only take you
to the shoreline
when the time
is right.
I will not ask of you
more
than you can give.
This time,
sitting with Me
on the sand
is precious.
Relax.
Relax
in My presence
and
enjoy this time.
Leave it to Me
to decide
when you are ready.
There are many boats
out there
but
I know
the one
I would take you to.
And,
when we go,
do not fear the journey.
We will start slowly.
I will carry you
on My shoulders,
a little further each time,
until you trust Me
enough
to ask Me
to let you walk
beside Me,
holding My hand.
When you see
that you can do this;
when you gain confidence,
we will go further.
Think of the sea
as My love
and not
as a thing to be feared.
You would not fear
to be out of your depth
in My love.
Rather
you would welcome it;
be excited by it.
So, My child,
sit with Me now;
talk with Me;
learn from Me.
Together
let us watch the boats
on the horizon,
and,
one day,
I will point out to you
your boat.
Then
I will take you
to the shoreline
and ask you
to walk
to that boat
with Me.
© Kathleen Wilks
out there
on the horizon?
Are you ready
to walk with Me
to that boat?
I know
that you think you are ready.
I know
that you want to say yes
as you sit here
on the sand
but,
when we reach the shoreline
will you come?
My child,
do not be afraid.
I will only take you
to the shoreline
when the time
is right.
I will not ask of you
more
than you can give.
This time,
sitting with Me
on the sand
is precious.
Relax.
Relax
in My presence
and
enjoy this time.
Leave it to Me
to decide
when you are ready.
There are many boats
out there
but
I know
the one
I would take you to.
And,
when we go,
do not fear the journey.
We will start slowly.
I will carry you
on My shoulders,
a little further each time,
until you trust Me
enough
to ask Me
to let you walk
beside Me,
holding My hand.
When you see
that you can do this;
when you gain confidence,
we will go further.
Think of the sea
as My love
and not
as a thing to be feared.
You would not fear
to be out of your depth
in My love.
Rather
you would welcome it;
be excited by it.
So, My child,
sit with Me now;
talk with Me;
learn from Me.
Together
let us watch the boats
on the horizon,
and,
one day,
I will point out to you
your boat.
Then
I will take you
to the shoreline
and ask you
to walk
to that boat
with Me.
© Kathleen Wilks
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