O Glorious Resurrection Morning

How precious and POWERFUL are His thoughts for us...more than the sand on the seashore. Ps 139.17

Daughter, the Banner of My Son’s Suffering flies high this day— STILL DRAWING all men unto Himself! This Banner holds all Beauty, Fragrance, and Abundance! Wave this Banner fearlessly and TRIUMPHANTLY!
Beloved, do not turn your face from “Suffering” for it carries with it Joy, Glory, Power, Revelation, Purpose, and Fragrance of Life unto LIFE! This was the Fragrance the first Church couldn’t keep silent!! The Fragrance that touched, healed, set free, and they were willing to die for!

This Banner is the grandest because it waves with Redemption— Resurrection GLORY! There is no counterpart! It is the Cardinal!! The Crown of Suffering was the HINGE on the tomb and still capable of rolling away the stone from every captive!!

Daughters, My Suffering was My original Love Letter to you. . . Written with rejection, accusations, mockery, nakedness, stripes, weight, thorns, and nails. O but the Resurrection that followed has given insurmountable HALLELUJAHS in Heaven and on earth, and Song after new Songs tell their Story! So wave wave wave your Banner HIGH this day— Suffering and RESURRECTION is the Rock that continues to “build My Church and the Gates of hell cannot prevail”!
So sing, Daughters of Zion, sing and worship, bow and dance, jump and dance and wave for THIS IS YOUR STORY, THIS IS YOUR SONG, PRAISING YOUR SAVIOR ALL THE DAY LONG!