Laughter Is Not A Euphoric Or Exaggerated State Of Happiness, With No Foundation In Truth Or Reality …

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The recipe for good eating, no two ways about. The best part? O my Master! You knocked. I opened to welcome You in. You came in to sup with me. Now? You give me the recipe for good eating in Your Presence!

Forget The Terror Of The Night, The Devil’s Plots, The Pestilence; Instead? Laughter! Good Medicine …

Hahaha! How majestic are Your ways! Another song sang in the past without a clue as to Your majestic or otherwise ways! But You enjoyed the praises from my childish lips, as well as from all Your children’s childish lips.

Master? You Know My Thoughts Afar Off. You Know My Words Before I Utter Them, And? …

Wednesday, January 8, 2020 at 3:17 pm.

You are right here with me. Why then do I feel the way I am feeling sort of not knowing what to do or think. I am cold. Somewhat uncomfortable but not that bad. Why can I not just be and enjoy Your Presence all the time?

6:32 pm to 8:44 pm.

Help! O My Master, Help! You Are The Only One Able To Help …

Wednesday, January 8, 2020 at 9:09 pm.

I have trusted man to help me all of my life to no avail. Yes, so many did their best to help me as well as I did my best to help others, but! We only made things worst instead of better, why? Now I know.

In Helping Ourselves We Denied Your Help …

You said to trust You. We do not listen. When in pain or in need, we run to search for help at any cost. You have convicted and acquitted me, but! Perhaps I’m still not listening.

Show me the way. I am at my wits end trying to understand this misery that I am still going through. What am I to do? How am to demonstrate my trust in You?

I have heat but I am still so cold it hurts. Painful stabs to my body. The winter raging outside. So many frightening noises, no one to help, and You seem to be silent.

I know You are here with me. So I hope to be, maybe I am wrong? I sit. I stand. I lay down. I take care of necessary chores. All to no avail. No relief. What did Your great man of faith did when in 100 times worse circumstances they found themselves?

No, I do not envy a life of ease. No, there is absolutely no desire to return to a life of folly. And yes, You are the One Who sustains me. I need to hear from You. I need You more than life itself.

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