His Still Small Voice by A Woman Assigned

Morning of October 27, 2016     Beloved what a beautiful rendition of justice spoken forth in truth and love and accuracy. The arm of the wicked seemingly strong against those who have held to My will and honored My ways. Now the winds that blow, that set aright My order, beloved. Tables turned, rugs pulled out, upheavals and divine reversals all in play. No longer shall the hand of the wicked be permitted to touch a child of the King. 

July 2, 2020 Daughter, my children have asked and waited and complied with that which I have asked of them. It is only right that the reward also spoken of be given them. In this time when the world is dead set on wickedness, there are still they who hold fast to what is pure, holy, and righteous in My eyes; not on their own righteousness do they depend. 

image source: Christine Miller From October 1, 2013 My children are in danger away from Me, yet their love for the world keeps them abroad, away from Me. I've called to them, I call even now, yet they turn away from Me to pursue their own lusts, their own desires; walking willingly away from Me, their source of protection, believing the lies of the evil one who speaks words of peace and safety while planning evil against them.