“The doves of God abound in heaven,
abound among the hosts,
abound in joy and freedom.
The doves of God abound as emissaries of grace to the lost,
as emissaries of peace to the troubled,
as emissaries of virtue to the wanton.
The doves of God are the initial contact point with the spirit of man,
manifest as second thoughts,
give an impression of déjà vu.
The doves of God are seconded by My Spirit,
are assigned in multiples of three,
are respecters of the freewill of man.
The doves of God are attuned to the will of God,
bring simple messages of possibility,
confirm the nearness of the divinity of God.
The doves of God neither peck nor claw,
neither flutter nor squawk,
neither pester nor prolong.
The doves of God glide and whisper with a coo in passing,
are not repetitive by nature,
are not signed by My Spirit.
The doves of God circle overhead as they choose their moment,
enjoy a slight reaction if the pinprick of the message registers with the spirit of man,
resume their mingling with the hosts when their message has been sent.
The doves of God are the transmitters of the telegrams to man sent to test the spirit and the soul.
The doves of God are as the seed of faith which first sensitizes the spirit and the soul.
The doves of God are the placers of the seed in the hope that it will sprout.
The doves of God have no volition to converse separately with man.
The doves of God are obedient and reliable,
are humble and unflustered,
are discrete yet self-assured.
The doves of God are unobtrusive yet effective,
are the selectors of the soil on offer,
are the planters of the seed which can yet lie dormant,
which can blossom in its fullness,
which can yet succumb to weeds.
The doves of God are in the forefront of the works of God.
The doves of God are the scouts of heaven.
The doves of God are the planters-out of faith in the being known as man.”