Grace is an open door to forgiveness

GRACE IS LIKE A BUMBLE BEE!
Grace is much like a bumble bee! The bumble bee is relentless in it's search for flowers and plants that will be the ingredients for the elixir that will become what we call honey.
Grace is also relentless in it's search for people that are willing to become totally emmersed in the spiritualness of God the Father. The spirit of the Lord gave me a definition which I had never heard before.

"Grace is a shield through the blood of the Lamb. It protects the heart from the onslaught of the evil one and allows the heart to be healed from the inside out."

I immediately pulled over to the side of the road and wrote it down. Wow! What a statement. Still, there was this doubt in my mind that I had heard anything like this.

The very next day driving to work, I was thinking that I needed to talk to someone about this, when the spirit of the Lord came to me and said this: "I need not search out other sources, for the vessel of truth had given it to me."

On March 25th, 2002, Jesus gave me a complete revelation of grace; rather He finished the question that I had about righteousness:
GRACE: is a shield through the BLOOD OF THE LAMB. It protects the HEART from the onslaught of the
evil one and allows the HEART to be healed from the inside out.
GRACE: is acitvated by the WORD OF GOD that is placed in the human heart.
GRACE: is a catalyst and has to be activated by the WORD OF GOD.
GRACE: is NOT ABOUT SIN; It is about the COMPLETED TRANSFORMATION into CHRIST JESUS.
Without it there is NO TRANSFORMATION.
GRACE: TRANSFORMS us so that we may become acceptable to GOD the Father; that we may enter into CHRIST JESUS, who is the veil to the HOLY of HOLIES where GOD dwells.
GRACE: Is OUR RIGHTEOUSNESS that God found Abraham Acceptable in Abraham.

Thus we become acceptable to God the Father through Christ Jesus, the Lamb who was slain upon the CROSS OF LOVE, shedding his blood once and for all so that we be restored to the tree of life. How ironic that an instrument of death (a wooden cross) was turned into a tree of everlasting life.

It is my sincere hope that those that read this will nurture the seed that is about to start growing from within.............John Richardson