Rise early, incline your ear to my voice.
I speak over nations, over the souls of men, upholding all creation at my word.
I whisper redemption to the lost, extend fellowship to the undeserving and still man hates his daily bread, repentance.
I lead men in repentance and to the understanding in a broken and contrite heart. I long for him to understand my cup then drink the sweetness of my mercy and grace. I long for a people who will ask for the understanding, who seek for the door to the halls of wisdom and knock with importunity. Busy, so busy is man with his own kingdom that my treasure is forfeited.
Repentance is with Me, after, and behind Me. In it men heed and ponder, perceive with their mind and understand with their hearts. In it I show My majesty and splendor, the all consuming fire I am. Then I cause him to consider, then reconsider Me; to think deeply upon his state before Me so I can lead him in his brokenness to my cup.
Rise early, incline your ear to my voice. I desire a people with an ear to hear what I speak over nations, peoples and the souls of men.