Contrary winds have caused your faith to waver, capsizing your vessel, and shipwrecking your heart. Precious cargo lost to the depths; buried yet intact, impediments to your soul.
I did not create you to be a ghost ship, drifting through life, carried away by the wind and waves of this world, so do not perform mutiny and sabotage the good work I have done in you.
You are My vessel of honor; refined gold, set apart and called by Grace. Cast your net wide, drawing the bounty to shore, while storing your riches in Heaven. Transport from heaven to earth My treasures of new and old, for you are My Treasure Ship, sailing between two territories.
Jesus Christ, God of Grace
The Creator & Possessor of Heaven & Earth
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