God really has me in this pattern of rest. He will do it. He will unfold it.
I talked to Nate last night. There is an uneasiness going on. Leslie is really against this, and its not of God. She needs to come to know me. She hates the John that she doesnt even know. Imaginations can be such a battlefield.
Abbey prophesied over me last night. It was great. I am entering a season of ease. Things that seemed like such a battle before will take no effort. I will be expecting resistance and find none. He is removing the dirt in the air from my life. He is allowing me to go back and recapture the things that were lost – even back to childhood where the Holy Spirit was whispering into my ear. I will reclaim much. There was gold being placed in my hands. This is a good season. It is a painless season. There is still the battle, but things will not be like they have been.