In time you will see Me in ways you cannot imagine and cannot comprehend

If there were to be walls of Your presence I would know of what You have mentioned: love, protection, purpose, and possibility. They would provide a sense of space and connection to the things of inspiration, and joy, and oneness with You I have not known, of promises made to be fulfilled. I would like all of it, but believe I see and experience only a tiny bit at a time. Small incremental steps, yet the future seems so grand. Am I within the place of creation from which all things can be manifested, small as that might be? I think I need the encouragement that what I am seeing and experiencing is the path I should continue to walk.

I have given you My presence, My light, that the way of your path might be known. You cannot move in Me without this sight; and so, if you are moving within Me, within My voice, then you are always moving in the direction of revelation – and therefore you are, for you hear My voice. Let your heart be at rest that you are where you should be, hearing what you should hear, seeing what you should see. I will guide you into all wisdom and understanding.

I know your heart is wanting to see revealed the great magnificence of possibility, perhaps to overwhelm you, perhaps so that you can say with certainty that you have met Me. But that is the vanity of man, that he might possess that which he wants and not that which is truly given. In time you will see Me in ways you cannot imagine and cannot comprehend, and in that moment you will know that it is My greatest desire to reveal to you much more than you currently desire.

Be at peace within and know that I am always with you and will never forsake you, for the treasure I have sacrificed for I will not let go. See Me as your treasure and all things will be revealed in their time. We are one and will remain so.

If walls could rise, woven from Your presence,

I would trace their lines,

knowing love,

protection,

purpose,

possibility.

They would carve a space,

a quiet expanse

where inspiration hums,

joy sparks,

and oneness with You—

unknown, yet promised—

takes root.

I crave it all,

every pulse of Your vow,

but glimpse only fragments,

slivers of light

in incremental steps.

Small, they seem,

yet the future—

oh, it looms grand,

a vast horizon

whispering fulfillment.