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THE FATHER'S HEART BY OLUWABUNMI AREGBESOLA

āˆšYou have walked as a mere man though you are a king.
You prefer to eat crumps under the table even though the table is set before you.
You complain that you lack faith, love, favour when He has blessed you with every spiritual blessing in heavenly places in Christ Jesus.



āˆšYou say your father's house are after you and your destiny whereas Hisword says, you are hid in Christ and Christ in God.
You complain that you are chased after, you are afraid of the enemies when He says, "he that touches you, touches the apple of my eyes."



āˆšYou are fond of always talking how weak you are, how vulnerable you are to sin when His word says, "I have been crucified with Christ, nevertheless I live, yet not I that live but Christ in me..."
You complain that God has forgotten you, He has closed the book of record against you, whereas He says, "I will never leave you nor forsake you."



āˆšSince you have neglected your position where you are seated above with Christ Jesus, the devil has kept on disturbing you.
He knows you are not conscious of whom you are.
He knows you are still on the same spot.
You have refused to command.
You keep behaving like a slave, when actually you are a royal priesthood.



āˆšYou under-utilize those substances He has blessed you with.
You keep praying the sinner's prayer everyday.
You still need to be taught when you are supposed to teach others.
You keep falling in sin because you don't know who you are.
You have kept on misrepresenting your real identity.



āˆšThe father's heart keeps bleeding for you.
He is saying, "when will my son come to the knowledge of the truth?"
You are not a mere man, don't die a mere man.
You are a new creation, old things have passed away. Stop lamenting on your past.
Please move on to perfection.
Stop misrepresenting the kingdom.
Arise and take your place.



āˆšYou won't know these realities if you remain there.
These realities will not be dawned on you if you refuse to grow.
How will you grow without embracing fellowship?



āˆšI also will be conscious of whom I am.
I am blessed!
My seeds are blessed!
My generation is blessed!

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