Just like You said You would do, one by one not the multitude. One by one rich & poor will come out. The poor from their poverty. The ignorant from their ignorance.
Thus, my anger ceased. Experiencing & Proclaiming such love is my gifted task. I write & publish. You, O my Father—O Father of mine, You are doing the rest. You alone can empower us to receive & to give such love to the rest of the world at large. 🙂 Much love, thiaBasilia
