Oh Beloved One,
These things you ask are granted -- forever in your storehouse, your treasury here where I reside. Soon you will collect them, use the gifts more fully that I've given you, placed within you. They have sprouted, grown and now blossom. The Kingdom comes, eternal life, the rest for the saints. You have toiled and now your storehouses are full -- overflowing -- enough for all the land of Egypt. Soon they will recognize their lack, the famine is among them even now, they will come to your brightness. You shall feed them at My feet, oh how hungry they are -- they will be so very grateful to have found Me. Your reward is with Me. I shall give all accordingly, yes, yes, glorious shall it be. All glory to the Father of Light who gives all gifts -- we shall praise His name forevermore. Sing unto His name and worship Him for He inhabits the praises of His children. He inclines His ear to the humble and pours His Spirit on the meek and lowly. I shall mend the brokenhearted and set free the captive -- call upon My name and I will deliver you. Fear not for our time has come -- are you ready and willing to eat the good of the land? Get ready for now you inherit the earth!