Beloved. Religion has made prayer a work. But it is not a work, My Child. Prayer is communing with your Abba Father. Prayer is the dimension of heaven coming to meet the dimension of earth. When you reach out to Me, I am already reaching down to you, Dear One. I delight in the sound of your voice. I love being in your presence as you love being in Mine. I wait every day for your thoughts to turn to Me. For My thoughts of you are more than all the sands of all the seas. Prayer is the meeting of the Spirit. Our meeting place is a Place of Glory. This place of Glory is your dwelling Place. Where the devil cannot come. Only the Redeemed walk here. You meet with the King of Glory. The separation of the dimensions of heaven and earth are blurred. You stand in the Cloud of Fire, where My Power resides. We are one. I always hear you, My Love. I always answer you. I always give you My wisdom on a matter, for you have this Treasure of My Spirit in earthen vessels. As you pray for others, My Glory is released upon you and others. As you give out My Love, My Love flows back to you. As you speak forth My revelations, new revelations flow back to you. It is a Divine exchange. The Veil has been lifted. Through this portal, My River flows. Only GOOD comes from My Hand, Precious One. Think on this. Prayer is Eternity brought into the realm of time. What is not possible then, Beloved? NOTHING is impossible to those who believe. I am faithful who promised……….

Deborah Waldron Fry