My Precious Ruby 

My beauty, you are My Ruby 

worth more than the one you’ve 

been given as your birthstone. 

My precious Ruby, 

you shine beyond the story 

you’ve assigned to yourself.

In your heart is a story 

I long to tell through you. 

It may not be in the fashion you think 

and if you allow Me to tell your story

I promise you, My love 

that it will not only set you free, 

but many.

I will give you a new white stone 

and in the receiving of these gifts 

I am asking you to give them away;

giving the most beautiful gift 

of all is within your heart. 

For in you I have placed many talents 

and if you’ll allow Me 

to embrace your heart 

I shall take you places 

you never thought possible. 

May I have the key to your heart 

to unlock the gifts yet to be received? 

In giving of all that’s within you 

so shall you receive the rewards 

that you’ve longed for. 

My darling, time is of the essence 

and so I am asking you to begin 

a journey with Me.

I am asking you to place your hand 

in Mine and let Me take the lead. 

Will you begin to let go 

of all that’s kept you locked up for so long? 

Will you allow Me to 

set your soul free in worship 

and to put your spirit 

into My hands 

that will in turn free you 

to live life again with purpose 

and with intention? 

When you can say Yes, Lord 

Here I Am to Worship You 

and bow down and praise. 

Holding on in the midst 

of the unknown 

yet trusting I have got you 

under My wings 

and ready to set your heart free. 

For your soul to be fully free 

to laugh again 

to love again 

and dance again 

with Me, Your Father. 

~ Fiona Jackson 

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The Invitation 

Many of My sons and daughter’s

were called to the wilderness

Away from the crowd

My voice their only guide

Invitations went out

Few were accepted 

For some the price was too high

They could not surrender to My will

Their flesh shouted louder still

In the wilderness away from 

everything familiar

Deep cleansing I have done

Under the wilderness sun

Heart surgery was necessary

To break the hold of the enemy

from all that have kept them bound

At times they wanted to give up

At times they missed their comfort zone

At times the purification process 

took all their energy

But they pushed through

Giving up was never an option

They knew My love would pull them through

Intimacy with Me, 

made them stronger 

day by day

They worshiped 

when warfare was intense

They prayed in their heavenly language 

when all hell broke loose

Giving up was never an option

This battle was to be won

They kept their focus

They held their position

They were not moved by 

the pictures the enemy painted 

They were moved by what they 

saw in the Spirit

They bathed in oils of myrrh

Till there was no trace of them 

Their flesh had to die a thousand deaths

Till all I could see was My glory shining through

Till all I could smell was my love on them

The sound of My voice on their lips

The fragrance of heaven all over them

There is always a price to pay

My anointing is not for free

You have to go through processes

Till you are more like Me

Your character is important

Your heart, should mirror Mine

That’s why I take My son’s and daughter’s 

on these adventures

To unlock what is dead inside

To leave what’s of no use behind

I want to put you on display, 

but dying daily will be part of your journey

The wilderness will be your fruitful place

I will become your closest companion

Together we will run this race.

The Invitation 

~Ebigale Wilson