A Harvest Day of Blessings

A Letter from Jesus about Promise. 


“Harvest day is when the seeds that were planted become fully ripe, like perfectly sweetened fruit or a flower in the beauty of full bloom. Way down deep in the soil of your being, my blessings were planted. As the seeds sprouted with my tender care, your roots grew deep into my love, because water easily passes through the sand.


The seeds that fell on good ground, are those who heard my word with a good and noble heart, treasured my promises to bear fruit with patience. Love is springing out from your garden into a bountiful harvest.


Early in the morning, while the frost was still on the roses, I declared my love for you with the seeds of my promises. As the rain and snow come down from Heaven, and do not return to it without watering the earth and making it bud and flourish. My words of promise to you will not return to me empty. They will accomplish what I desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.


 The snake has no power to harm if you do not let him. You are above and not beneath, no weapon formed against you will ever prosper. My love for you will never fail. I am always good and good triumphs over evil. The symptoms of circumstance that you face are only a shadow, do not fear the appearance of evil. The grass withers and the flower fades, but only my word will remain forever.


You are blessed to be a blessing. You will prosper in both soul and body. Hold on to your blessing of promise and don’t let go until the day breaks and the shadows flee away. My word attacks darkness and the entrance of my word is light. The lights breaks into the darkness and the darkness cannot overcome it.


The twinkling stars of prophecy fade away into the night, as the Son rises in golden splendor to bring fulfillment to what was spoken. Believe every promise patiently, you will enjoy the good fruit of the land. At our gates are pleasant fruits, that I have laid up for you as a harvest of blessing, my beloved.


In my unfailing love and mercy, fresh as the morning and sure as the sunrise, put your trust in me. I am a God of details, knowing your thought before you speak it. I am mindful of your life and attentive of all of your ways. I know you better than you know yourself. Trust in every promise, I am working all things out for your good.


Hope will not disappoint you, my love is pouring out of your heart to water your garden. In times of growth, the seeds require water and sunlight. I am the Lord that heals you. Love is the strongest force. In all of your affliction, I was afflicted. In my love and pity, I redeemed you from the curse. The weight of every curse was upon me, O death where is your sting?


I will restore health to you and heal you. I will save you and your children from the weight of every bondage. I carry you into a place of my rest, where no one can make you afraid. Rest in my promises, believing that it is already finished. I sent my word to heal you. I delivered you from all of your destructions. My word is life to all that find it and healing to all of their flesh. Is not my word like a fire that breaks the rock apart?


I give you the riches of my glory, to be strengthened in the inner man. I am your support, breaking you through with the fire of my love. The mountains melt under my feet, the valleys split open like wax before the fire. I arm you with strength and make your way perfect. Making your feet like the feet of the deer, I lift you up into high places. I will be your help, the Lord, and your Redeemer.


Kindle a fire on the altar, catch the flame of worship, your harvest will suddenly come. You are about to encounter a new revelation of my bigness and the intentionality of my love. I will put a new song in your mouth, a hymn of praise to your God. Many will see and fear and put their trust in me when they hear the awesome report of your testimony. Who is like the Lord your God?


What I have promised is rising up into the full light of revelation. The sunlight fills your eyes, as you wake up to my morning love. The promise has already been planted, it is forever yours to keep. If you keep believing you will see every promise blossom before your eyes. The darker the night, the brighter the morning will be. Those who look to me are radiant and their faces are not ashamed.


O taste and see that I am good! Come into your pleasant garden. See the strength of the Vine. The aloe plant grows up, a flowering plant of healing promise. Treating the wounded soldiers and beautifying the skin. See the cactus, able to store large amounts of water in the scorching heat. The spines cover the plant to prevent loss of water and keep the plant safe from any predator. There are pumpkins, big with seeds that are good for medicine. Whispering promises in the night of a radical transformation.


Promises of a new life are like the butterflies, that are popular pollinators in your garden. The honey bee working hard, to give you a sweet taste of my word. A Christmas Cactus, a winter flowering plant. Filling you with the excitement of a sudden turnaround of my plans. Hope sees the light amidst the darkness, keep returning to me in the secret place. I will not in any way give you up or leave you, I am your helper.


Do not be seized with alarm or fear the dread of bad news. I will not in any way forsake you and my promises are forever. You will not die, but live and tell others of my love. You will not lack any good thing. Many are the afflictions of the righteous, and still, I will deliver out of them all. He who believes in me, out of his heart will flow streams of living water. 


I will bless you and make your name great and you will be a blessing. No one will be able to stand against you, all the days of your life. Your sickness is not unto death, believe and hold fast to my word. From the house of sorrows, have confidence in my resurrection life.


Hold my hand, I am close to the brokenhearted. I am close, always with you. I AM the hand that heals. Stay sure of what you’re hoping for, walk toward me with faith. Fight the good fight of faith, your harvest will not disappoint you. Like the sweet juicy watermelon, abundant from a long growing season, I will satisfy your soul with the living waters of love.


The enemy will regret ever touching you, what the wicked fear will overtake him. I am a God of details and not one detail of your life has been overlooked. The promise is certain, received in a believing heart. When the perfect comes, the partial fades away and you will see in full light the manifestation.


Before you were born, I set you apart. I named you with my BLESSING. I will cause my goodness to go before you and I sing over you songs of my love. The consuming flame of my Glory will engulf your soul with beauty. Like the dawn, breaking into the morning light, blessing upon blessing will overtake you, faster than you can even count them.


What was sown will be reaped, I have even hidden blessings in the places where you encountered pain. Recovering what was lost, I placed a new story in your book. You will even receive double blessings for the troubles that you battled. I am in the seed of promise, an inheritance to sons and daughters. Immediately when the harvest is ripe, it is ready to be gathered. Sing to the Lord a new song, you are beautified with my salvation. Let my high praises be in your mouth and the two-edged sword of my word in your hand.



The blessing of the Lord makes one rich and no sorrow is added to it. The sun is rising to part the clouds away and dissipates the darkness. My light will burn up anything stands against you receiving my blessings. A harvest day of blessings is coming, see it with your eyes of faith. Believe in what is good. I rebuke the sea to make it dry. Many waters cannot quench my love, nor can the floods drown it. I gather the waters of the sea into jars and put the deep into my storehouses.


Love is as strong as death and jealousy as enduring as the grave. My love flourishes like fire, the brightest kind of flame. I place my love on you, like a seal upon my heart. Before you were formed in your mother’s womb, I knew you and placed into your core the promise of my love. Arise, my love, pick your chin and see that the sun is rising up. Weeping may endure for the night, but joy comes in the morning. What is bad will fall away and the seeds of promise will suddenly yield a bountiful harvest of blessings”.




Written by Dannette Lynn

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