I have waited these many years for you to come to this place. You, like the Jewish rulers who believed on Me, loved the praises of men more than the praises of God. How often I would have led you in another way. The inklings you felt…were not accidental. They were gentle invitations for you to “Come away, my beloved…”
I want you to grow in this new dimension- this inward listening to my still, small voice. I have supplied you with healthy balances to keep you from being off in unsafe paths. Trust me, my child- and keep on trusting- because without trust, you will flounder and fail.
-Hal Helms, Echoes of Eternity, vol. 2