THE DAYS ARE SHORT, BUT PROLONGED
I was oppressed, in prison, judged, afflicted, stricken, bruised. I poured out My soul unto death and I was utterly cut off, making My grave with the wicked. I gave My life as an offering for the sins of many and My life was an intercession for the sinners.
Because of this, it has pleased My Father to give Me the harvest from My planted seed. Then when I look upon all that was accomplished through My suffering and intercession, I shall be satisfied. For I will have a multitude of children, many heirs. The days shall be prolonged until the cup of My harvest is full and running over. Yes, My dear ones, the days are numbered as we reap the ends of the earth. But even so, I wait, so that not one precious child seed will be stolen from My full reward.
Dear Friend, as you suffer long in your tarrying for Me, you labor along with Me knowing that each day you wait is another precious child that will be with us in eternity. Thank you, for drinking My cup as I wait for the fullness of time.
Isa 5210-11
Yet it pleased the LORD to bruise Him; He has put Him to grief. When You make His soul an offering for sin, He shall see His seed, He shall prolong His days, And the pleasure of the LORD shall prosper in His hand. He shall see the labor of His soul, and be satisfied.
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Jesus Christ is the Way, the Truth, the Life… and He died for you.
