|“Say not ye, There are yet four months, and then cometh harvest? |
behold, I say unto you, Lift up your eyes, and look on the fields; for
they are white already to harvest.”
|When you think of those of whom you read who are in anguish, |
do you ever think how My Heart must ache with the woe of it,
with the anguish of it? If I beheld the city and wept over it, how
much more should I weep over the agony of these troubled hearts,
over lives that seek to live without My sustaining Power.
not come into Me that they might have Life.” Live to bring others to
Me, the only Source of Happiness and Heart-Peace.