God said:
I whisper to you. I whisper, "You are My beloved."
Would that you hear Me and you know that it is to you I speak. If you do not hear Me now, you will hear Me. To barely hear Me is still to hear Me. I do not boom as I speak. I speak quietly so I will awaken you yet not jar you. When you do hear Me, you will hear Me from inside yourself.
Inside yourself is the wilderness you cry out from until you do hear My Voice. Perhaps it is My Voice alone that you must hear. Perhaps My Voice means more than My Words. In any case, hear Me. I am stationed within you.
If you feel a faint longing for Me from within you, it is My longing you feel, for I long for you to receive Me, for I am integral to you. The cry you hear in your heart is My cry to you. "Hear Me."
Is this a lot to ask? It is little, yet it is everything. It is the Open Sesame.
I knock on your door. "Let Me in," I say. You may not hear me. When you do not hear Me, you do not hear your own longing for Me.
Your life does not have to be everything there is, yet your life does require My Presence. You have My Presence. It means something to know you have a fortune within you.
I am not a stuck-up kind of God. I am a down-home kind of God. I am a Family God. I am whole-heartedly yours. You may have held Me in abeyance for a long time. Any amount of time holding Me in abeyance is too long.
I am not a Gatekeeper. I am a Door-Opener. I am the open door through which you walk right up the Stairway to Heaven.