Sunday, November 20, 2016 at 2:11 pm
Funny thing, in five days will end the eighth month since I moved into this apartment of my dreams. Number five. Number eight. WOW! The number eight presents a picture of newness and a fresh beginning. The Number Five – Grace and Preparation.
Sunday, November 20, 2016 at 6:44 pm
O my Father—O Father of mine, my trust & confidence are set on You. You see the taunts from the enemy. You see what is happening. Better yet, You are letting me know what is happening in the realm of the spiritual world in this region of the world. You are letting me witness the hold of Satan on these children of Yours.
It is a frightening thing to see. It is enough to make anyone run for cover. Even so, You have invested me with Your whole armor; for I am not fighting against flesh and blood. You saw all that transpired on this day. I stand now at attention. What am I to do next? Is it time for me to reach Ahmad? Or, should I wait? I’ll wait and see what You develop in the next few hours. I can no longer take any kind of chances. I wait on You.
In the matter of the Internet business and the monies You have promised to us, what am I to do next? I take it I am to continue writing & publishing?
Sunday, November 20, 2016 at 7:34 pm
I will now record the hand-written days in the previous apartment in a file saved as, A record of my last days in the previous apartment.
Sunday, November 20, 2016 at 9:04 pm
I have been recording those hand-written days. I did not hear from Ahmad. I now have a heater but, I can only turn it on for a short time. No matter, I am thankful for it. I will go to bed now and hope You give Your beloved some needed sleep.