THE TIME IS NEAR

The time of year is NEAR.
My scripture is alive.
It sits inside my bride.
She is pregnant with my Word.
She has told my prophets,
and some have heard
of the coming of the news.
Can you hear it?  Can you see it?  Can you see My Son?
"My Son is coming."  "My Son is here."  "My Son is on his way."
Stop and rest.
Sit and listen.
Attune your ears to me.
Stop and rest.
Sit and listen.
Can you hear my bride crying? 
Yes, I took My Son, 
and we became One,
but my bride I had to hide.
She waits for me, patiently 
enduring the heat,
but not choosing defeat
in the wilderness she hides.
But I have prepared a place for her, 
for my beautifully broken bride.
I can not wait, to partake, in the one whom I abide.
My mysteries will become clear, as the days of old draw near.
So open your ears and hear, and draw near to Me. 
I am the One who has set you free.
I am the One who give eyes to see.
Here I come.  I am coming!
Look into the sky.  
Raise your banners, so I can see the faces of my sons.
Show me your face, do not be disgraced
by the color of your skin.
Everyone who hears, is drawn near
and your face will shine like the glory of the sun.
My glory will fill the land.
My Word will make his demands.
I will stand and command.
That this has been my plan,
for a time, times and a half.
Now, go and prepare for My wedding day.  
You have been written into the Book.
Look!  Do you see your name?