You thought the reset button was only about you. But I am going to reset My church. The one whom I love. I am giving her a blood transfusion. Out with the old and in with the new. I am doing surgery. I detest the dirtiness of her heart. It has coursed through her veins and spread sickness and disease. So I am going to stop and start. The church and her heart. I am cutting out the stone and replacing it with my heart. I am pressing the reset button. So that I can see My blood and My heart revive My bride. The reset button is a revolution. A complete change. I am overthrowing what does not agree with Me. What does not look like Me and sound like Me and smell Like Me. I am casting it down, Jezebel and her offspring. The reset button is My love revolution. Because I am in love with My bride she must be made ready.

 


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