“My angel friend falters, saying, “Lord, I . . . I cannot take this demonic pressure any longer.”
I understand and know it is time for him to depart: “Michael, I thank you for being here in Gethsemane to strengthen and encourage me to continue through this trial. Come to me, my friend. Arise and take my hand. I bless you because of your faith. And now, behold, my joy is full, and I release you from Gethsemane. Go back to the Father and tell Him what occurs here. For Father and I are separated.”
I must finish this . . . alone.”
