Have you any meat left?

Let Me give you more. Allow Me to open My word up and give you the deep things. Allow Me to reveal the secret things that penetrate your heart. Let Me wean you from the milk. Allow Me to take you to the thick part of My word, the meaty part. Chew on it, digest it, allow it to go deep inside you. I need My bride to grow up. Too many are spiritual babes. They are only playing dress up, not truly ready for the wedding. They have not matured. I desire a grown bride, not an infant, nor a teenager but a grown bride. A strong, mature bride in Me, to take My word, to eat the fat, drink the sweet. Chew on it and devour the meat. Allow it to satisfy your very inner man and grow in Me says the Lord of hosts.