Sunday, April 15, 2018 at 5:28 am.
What now, O my Father? Your plan of restoration consumes my being.
Your Presence within my being compels me in the Oneness with Your Being. Sunning myself on the roof I see luscious gardens. I see happy faces taking care of those garden. I hear sweet loving songs.
The disgusting clutter in the present roofs? The screeching noise that goes by the name of music now? The crying babies. The disturbing angry voices? All gone!
Even now while we are still breathing the polluted air on these earthly grounds?
Even now Your plan of restoration is in effect. You have dried my tears away. You have restored me. In Your Presence You keep me aloof from all evil no matter any and all circumstances of glee or gloom.
Yes, You compel me to look around and be astonished at what goes on in this insanity ridden world.
I look around. I am astonished. Multitude of young people obsessed with the knowledge from the Tree of Good and Evil, but! Not a clue of what they do.