My Father brought me here to judge me face to face for my former religious more than for my former sinful ways. My sins? He has removed them, but my religious ways?
My religious ways of the past? A stench unto His nostrils …?
A stench unto His nostrils, not so with my peers and loved ones whom consider me a ‘good Christian woman’. Ha! What a misconception. We call evil good and good evil.
To Many My Coming Here Meant I Was Abandoning My Family On A Whim ….?
My rude awakening! I was so sure my decision to answer my call to come here was going to be applauded. Ha! Talking about the accuracy of the Scriptures? Read Romans 10 and think about me.
But that’s all part of my Father’s judging me face to face. No kidding. Never in a million years could I have attained the peaceful and harmonious life I now live regardless of my outward conditions.
And that’s all what the journal of my life is all about. All has been recorded live. No chance to alter or embellish the content of my journal.
Does My Father Talk And Leads Me In All Matters?
No question about it. It’s uncanny the way He talks to me. It’s like living in the presence of a real earthly father. He does not talk to me in symbols or words that I need to figure out for myself. Instead?
He clarifies all those mysterious passages in the written Scriptures. He then applies those words to my present circumstances. That empowers me to act as per those words.
what’s more? He speaks to me in dreams and visions that He interprets or leads me to search for an interpretation that He choose to get His message to me clear iSo?
I Quote The Scriptures He Gives To Me At The Moments When I Need Them Most ….?
I mean to share the words He quickens to me whether I need encouragement to go on; comfort when I am hurting; or?
Correction to set me in the right track to the highest of moral excellence and mature character that He demands of us.
This time? I needed comfort for my painful body and lack of heat to warm me up. Of course, for a moment there? I set my eyes on the discomfort rather than in my blessings. So? He gave me Psalms 42.
Why Are You Cast Down, O My Soul?