June 5 Echoes of Eternity
Heal me, O Lord, and I shall be healed; . . . for Thou art my praise.
Praise My goodness, My child, in all things. The pain which I
allow in your life, as well as the pleasure, is filled with My goodness. By praising My goodness, you extract the sweetness known only to those who love Me.
I have called you to be an instrument of praise. Most of My
world is still full of bitterness and complaint. My goodness is ignored or rationalized, and people pass away without claiming the hidden blessing. I call forth instruments of praise. These are souls who can hear and begin to recognize the truth—a truth so magnificent, so full of grace, that people find it hard to believe.
Praise opens the heart to receive the truth of My goodness. It
is not by reasoning, argument or logic—but by praise that this
truth will build the temple for My dwelling in your heart. Praise
My goodness, My child, in all things.