That’s just it! We think that our brilliant minds are a gift from our Creator but, pity for us all, our minds are not our Father’s gift. Our minds are the curse that we were born under. No, no, no! Don’t argue. Don’t quit reading. It is the truth; we were born under the curse. I got a point but, so what? What good it is to have a point? The whole thing is still beyond my understanding.
Regardless, that is something that Father is taking care of and I am not to concern myself about it any longer. That’s the beauty of becoming like a little child. Only, becoming like a little child does not mean for the carnal nature to disappear. Indeed, I am my worst enemy but, Father protects me even from my own self by the power of love from on high. Go figure it!
The power of love from on high works first, within my being. It is because of that unfathomable love that I can overcome my own carnal nature. It is by that power that I can refuse to live by my own understanding of anything.
The beauty of it all? The power of love from on high is descending all over the world. Thus, the recipients of such love are coming forward by all means available to freely share that love with all. Hope I make sense.
Sunday, October 23, 2016 at 5:30 am
O my Father—O Father of mine? I just spent quite a bit of time in one of my granddaughter’s Facebook page. My first granddaughter. Such wonderful memories of her childhood. She has turned out now into a beautiful, loving, kind child of Yours. She emanates love. What am I to think, O my Father—O Father of mine?
Here I am. I am and have been blasting what we estimate as love—romantic, sweet feeling that makes us think we are blessed and living in Paradise. How can anyone come like I am coming myself and tell these loving children of Yours, “NO! THAT’S NOT LOVE! That is only a euphoric feeling of your carnal nature?” Impossible.
Ah! But with You all things are possible. So, You are showing me the very things that are standing in the way of my relationship not only with my children but also with the whole world. I see now the meaning of the last two dreams I had. There was a big contraption in the highway that I was walking on. That contraction was emanating poisonous gases but, I passed by it. It seems that the contraption stopped emanating the poison at the sight of myself.