             From: Angel in the Fire
                                    by Frances Roberts
  O My little one, you have not yet begun to fathom the depths of My love.
You will only understand as you reach out to Me from the depths of sorrow,
trouble or heartbreak. For the deeper your need, the more abundantly I give.
And there is no depth My love cannot plumb & no grief My comfort cannot
assuage. You know Me in part, and you look through a darkened glass because
you have experienced in part. You have suffered in degrees, but as you enter
more deeply into the waters of suffering, you will come to realize that there
is no limit to My understanding and no point at which you will ever be
separated from the consolation of My Holy Spirit.
  It is in the silence of sorrow that you will find My love most sweet. It is
in the aloneness of grief that you will learn how rich is My companionship.
You will know Me, My child, in the brightness of My glory when I join you in
the darkness of your desolation.
  You have not reached that place? It will come: and when it comes, you will
remember what I am telling you now, and you will not fear. You will
instinctively know that the darkness has no power and that human solitude is
the counter part of divine companionship, and you will move out of the shadow
and into the sunlight and swiftly as revelation dispenses doubt and love
displaces loss.

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