This is the first post on my way to the top on the wings of the dove of the power of love from on high! Watch carefully how Father is doing His number with me. Hahaha! HalleluYah!
Tuesday, September 13, 2016 at 12:28 pm
Well, O my Father—O Father of mine, I wrote the above article for iWriter but, I missed my chance to submit it. Perhaps another time. In the meantime, I hope You send me some topics You will have me to write about. In all things, You are my Leader, Teacher, Provider—my Loving Father. I wait on You.
Thanks, O my Father—O Father of mine, thanks for leveling my thoughts about Ahmad. I know now how to exactly handle the situation. Thanks for delivering me from my own wild imaginations. I sense my Father that, little by little You are leading me to function in this world without compromising the integrity and character that You have renewed within my being. I sense Your wisdom in all matters. Even when my own mind, feelings and imaginations are attacking me big time, even then, Your wisdom prevails over all! What a grand life to live!
Tuesday, September 13, 2016 at 2:30 pm
Is it a sin to be successful? Nay! Father Yah gave King Solomon enough wealth to boggle anyone’s mind. The sin comes in when you make success our Master to love—the Master to love with all our heart and with all our soul and with all our mind or intellect!
WOW! I know my Father, I know more every day that You are leading me all the way! For the last three days or more I have been stewing in all kind of caustic thoughts and imaginations on how to handle this situation with Ahmad. He made a fool out of me in front of my beloved friends—he shamed me with his outrageous attitude.
In the midst of my stewing I kept pleading to You as You know it my Father, I kept pleading not to let Ahmad come near me while I was in that state of mind & heart. I knew I was feeling Your pain and sadness because of Ahmad’s slowness in responding to You. O man! You know all that went through my mind in the last few days. O but Your mercy, wisdom and loving-kindness! You let me stew. You let me feel Your pain and sadness and anger, rather Your wrath in full measure.