𝗜 𝗔𝗠 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗗 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗙𝗜𝗥𝗘

‎"𝘈𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘎𝘰𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵. 𝘉𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶? "

"𝘉𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘎𝘰𝘥…”‎~𝘗𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘮 46:10𝘢

‎There are prayers we whisper lightly, and then there are prayers that does not only serve as reminders along the way, but reach deep into the chambers of eternity—for these prayers are those that God does not answer casually, but with divine intention. To ask for the heart of God is not a simple request; it is an invitation for transformation. It is a surrender of the familiar, the comfortable, and the self-preserving nature we have long carried within us. When we utter such a prayer, we are not merely asking to feel more love—we are asking to be reshaped, refined, and even broken in ways that mirror the very heart of Christ.

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‎Often, we envision that having God’s heart will bring only peace, gentleness, and overflowing joy; But what we fail to realize is that His heart also carries the weight of compassion, the burden of intercession, and the deep ache for souls who are lost, wounded, and searching. To carry His heart means to feel what He feels—to grieve over sin, to weep for others, and to love beyond human capacity. And this kind of love is not formed in ease, but in the sacred fire of trials, in the quiet shaping of surrender, and in the unseen processes of divine molding.

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‎This devotional is a reflection of that journey—a deeply personal encounter with God’s voice in the midst of ordinary moments, revealing extraordinary truths. It is a testimony of how God answers prayers not always with immediate comfort, but with purposeful processes. Through pain, resistance, grace, and restoration, He patiently forms a vessel that can carry His love to others. May this message prepare your heart, awaken your understanding, and gently lead you into a deeper surrender as you discover what it truly means to bear the heart of God.

‎I was working in my garden this morning when this song came floating in my mind, ” Let my heart be broken with the things that break the heart of God, let me share a little part. Help me make a difference, let me share the pain. Give me Lord a caring heart. ” As the song floated in my mind I couldn’t help but sing it and with sincerity made it my prayer song. ” Lord you know the heartaches of every soul on earth, know the fevered grappling for things of little worth. Count the teardrops falling and feel each throb pain. Know how dark the curse of sin’s dark stain. ” then I stopped and said, ” Lord, this is my prayer to you. Please use me and make me a channel of your love for others that they may know that my God is real. Then He spoke to me and said, ” You’ve asked this same prayer before… Years ago….and I answered it. I tried to prepare you for it but many times you didn’t understand. Many times you resisted my hands molding you into the very vessel that you wanted to be. When you prayed those things I beheld you with the most beautiful love that heaven could cast on you because most of the time I call my children for a certain service in my kingdom but this time you asked for it. I loved you more for that because I know what it takes to make you the perfect vessel that you asked for. I know what you have to go through. So with all love I started to prepare all the needed materials and started working on you kneading you into the perfect clay in my loving hands. Most of the time tho, I can see that your expectations were the reverse of the needed circumstances that you’ll have to go through and I see you dread those pains when I tried to pluck the tiny rocks and rubbles of imperfections in your life. Many times I have to go over again doing the basic process and tried so much to make you see the love behind all the painful process. Then came the process of putting you into the intense heat of fires which is the most important step before I could use you. Again, you resisted and instead of embracing the painful, intense and blazing fires of life you back off. My love for you tho was unchanging and the wings of my grace abound more and covered your imperfections even the fact that you have chosen to find your own way, the way you thought you deserve.

‎‎I only see my son who died for you and because of this I have loved you more than ever before and tried to do my best to make you see my love despite of your resistance, fears and confusions. My heart was broken to see you choose the path that you thought you deserve. Although it breaks my heart I permitted you to take your own way but because you are the apple of my eyes, I made it sure that you wouldn’t fall too hard because my grace was there to catch you in time so that you will come out more ready to start again with the process. The things that you have gone through I have designed it to reverse Satan’s deceitful plan against mine. Again the chorus of the song came floating in my mind, “Let my heart be broken with the things that break the heart of God, Let me share a little part.Help me make a difference let me feel the pain, give me Lord a caring heart. ” Then God spoke again, “See my child? You asked my own heart to be placed in you: broken heart, a caring and loving heart, heart that’s ready to sacrifice for the saving of souls around you. You can only have this after you have gone through all those pains that I have permitted in your life. That means taking away your own old heart and giving space for mine. You have asked many times why you love so much these people that I have given you now? It is because I have made you went through the pains that they are going through now. That’s why you feel the pain they feel.” He warmed my heart with His love so that it flowed through my eyes. I felt His loving presence embraced me and all the memories of pains was dissolved in His loving arms.

Then another song floated in my mind and again I couldn’t help but sang it with sincerity and made it my prayer song, “I can bring the waters to the roses, and plant the seeds of kindness so the bitter weeds can’t grow. But I can’t make the rain to fall upon the dry and thirsty soil and I can’t calm the storm, Lord, or the angry winds that blow. ” I heard Him say, ” That’s my part my child trust me on this. “Walk through the garden of my heart and calm the storm Lord, least the pretty roses fail to bloom again. Make the raging wind a gentle breeze, make me feel your sunshine please, Lord, walk through the garden of my heart. ” The song floated so sweetly and I felt that He was just there embracing me with His loving arms as if to say "I am that wind and I am the blazing fire. Please feel my arms around you in the midst of those purifying processes that you have to go through." Tears flowing I said, ”  Lord, thank you for the pains that I have went through, thank you for the raging winds, and thank you for the storms that you permitted to beat my life. Now I see that it’s not a perfect untouched vessel that you want in your kingdom but the broken and beaten ones. I’m ready to start over. Thank you for showing another mystery in my life.” Then He said, “Write. “

This encounter took place on June 2, 2023—yet its echo has never truly faded.

Since that moment, I have walked through many more sacred fires, seasons of strippings, and deeper surrender...And even now, I find myself standing in that familiar place again—where God gently removes what cannot remain and refines what must endure...But this time feels different. This time, He has lovingly brought me back to that very encounter, almost as if inviting me saying, "My Child, step into it once more—not just as a memory, but as a living reality."

He reminds me of that sacred moment when every pain dissolved in His loving arms… when His presence overwhelmed every question, every wound, every fear...And in that reminder, there is both comfort and conviction.

Comfort—because I know He has not changed.

Conviction—because I am being called to respond again.

And once more, I hear Him whisper the same instruction:

“Write.”

Not just to remember, but to relive.

Not just to relive, but to surrender again.‎ "So be it, Lord. "

In the end, we come to understand that God’s ways are never without purpose, and His processes are never without love. Every pain permitted, every storm endured, and every moment of breaking was not meant to destroy, but to refine—to create within us a heart that reflects His own. What once felt like rejection or confusion becomes, in the light of His presence, a testimony of divine craftsmanship. The fire that once frightened us is revealed to be the very tool that purifies and prepares us for a greater calling.

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‎To carry the heart of God is to walk a path of deep compassion and unwavering surrender. It is to love even when it hurts, to give even when it costs, and to trust even when we do not fully understand...But in this surrender, we find something far more beautiful than comfort—we find communion. We discover that in every trial, God was near; in every tear, He was present; and in every moment of weakness, His grace was more than enough.

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‎As you reflect on this message, may you find the courage to not only pray bold prayers but to embrace the process that follows. May you learn to recognize His hand even in the fire, His voice even in the silence, and His love even in the breaking...And may your life become a living testimony—a vessel shaped by grace, filled with compassion, and poured out for others.

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‎May every soul who reads this finds comfort and may this experience of mine comes with blessings as rain into the dry ground. May this be a comfort, strength, and a reminder that the God who begins the work is faithful to complete it. And like rain upon dry ground, may His presence bring life, renewal, refreshments and quiet assurance to every weary heart.