Arise from the ashes (as if you were the eagle)


03, October 2013 < Valrelyn Parson> all copyrights reserved

Rise, like the Eagle my child, come forth out of the ashes it is your time to take flight. Beloved, weeping only endures for a night, but joy comes in the morning. How long will you mourn my child, shake off the graveyard dust and move forward. You must leave the dead to bury the dead, and with those who are also alive in ME – your desire is to survive. Love, let not your heart be broken, and surrender all your worries over to ME. Let go of all that is keeping you attached to an era that is no longer part of your life and allow those dreams to burn with the ashes of your past. You must break free of the chains that bind you to a life once lived.

Happiness often comes at a price, sometimes the price is high, but not always. When it seems that everything you loved is now lost, that is when He will raise you up on wings of Eagles, in the mist of all the ashes. You get your strength, you press forward. If ashes could speak, they would say “move forward never look back, release me.” They would say “I can’t be your love of a lifetime when you still have so much more of your life to live.” “I was your love for that season of your life. My life is over there; all the dreams that came with me are now lying in the grave.” It is your time now to soar above the clouds, it is your time to take flight. You can no longer dwell on disappointments or focus on the life now lost.

Precious one, whether you are mourning over a loved one, a love lost or broken dreams, remember life begins at death. It is at death’s doors that you realize, how beautiful death is. In order to know my vision for the future all must be removed. I saw you running through the storm, screaming for help, I saw you when you fell. I watched you cry, I heard your plea and as much as it broke my heart – I had to let those dreams die. I had to let you suffer, allow you to be broken – in order to give you what is to come. When one empire falls a new one rises in its midst. Your victory is the promise, for in your former life you could not handle what is to come.

My child, what you think is your darkest moment, in reality is your brightest. A season of mourning doesn’t mean a lifetime of mourning, or a life without hope or promise. What ever is dead in your life is dead – but you aren’t to die with it. You are to move forward to the promise land. If you let go of the ashes I will move you forward. It is tempting to feel like something was taken away, but everything you have in life is a gift from me. I am the giver of gifts, so you were only borrowing what you lost for a short time. What ever is gone, my promise to you is this – it will be better than it was before.

Beloved, it is time to step forward, arise from the ashes , allow the water from the hills to come forth , and bring life to the dead areas of your life. My child, let hope resonate in your soul. It is time to forgive yourself and move on. You aren’t the author – I AM. I may let your world crumble, and allow what was precious to you be taken away. But I have my reasons. It is not coming back, so it’s time to open the flaps of your tent and look out into the future. My child, look behind you, and you’ll see that the sun has set – that day has ended. But if you look towards the horizon, you’ll see that the sun is rising – it’s time to start again. You are equally unique and rare to me as the Eagle, you are steadily changing and embracing transformation. My child, don’t be afraid of the rapid change that is to come, new relationships and new dreams are on the horizon.

It is time to rise from the ashes, to view your surroundings, to climb over your mountain – and to move forward. Moving onward is often filled with fear – because of the unknown and so many unfamiliar moments and unanswered questions. But fear not, for every question you may have my child, I have the answers. There is a purpose for all that you have gone through – all that awaits you! For everything there is a season, and for every season there is a time to sow seeds. The harvest is now white, and now it is time to reap the rewards. Those who mourn say grief comes at a price, but it also comes with rewards. Nothing lost was ever promised to you, and only I know the future and the plans that I have for your life. What you lost was simply part of the preparation for your next life, for the next phase. Dry up your tears and look to me for guidance. I want to guide you through this next phase of your life – if you will let me.



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  1. Relish Expression October 7, 2013 — 3:42 pm

    I love this!

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