Woe to (alas for) you when everyone speaks fairly and handsomely of you and praises you, for even so their forefathers did to the false prophets.
Quote from MerriamWebster dictionary:
He Who Laughs Last, Laughs Best.
Definition of he who laughs last, laughs best used to say that even if someone is not successful now he or she will succeed or be the winner in the end.
O My Master! I Am Not Perplexed Like I Was Yesterday Anymore, But! …
Friday, April 3, 2020 at 8:54 am.
I am awfully sad. You have supplied for me super abundance of food plus. Though I still hurt some and the cold weather is still cold, and I still miss human fellowship, I am at peace; perfectly confident in You.
- No trace of worry or anxiety.
- But I weep.
- Thank goodness!
- By no means I have a desire to laugh and carry on.
- All the passtimes of this world have cease to hold my interest.
- Yet? There is a melody of Your pure undefiled love for all ringing in my heart.
What Gives My Master? …
- “You give, My precious child.
- You give it all to Me.
- You have laid down your life for the brethem, just like I told you, you were to do.
- You give even when you are taking.”
O My Master! You Truly Know Me Better Than What I Know Myself …
You know my heart when I ask. You know my heart when I take. What a blessing! But my pride! My good intension after I ask goes sour with shame and beggardly hurt feelings whether I get the help needed or not
No More. I Just Asked For Help To Bring My Heavy Blanket In, And?
Friday, April 3, 2020 at 1:19 pm.
Surprise! They refuse to come and help me because of the curfew. Am I hurt? Am I pointing fingers? Not at all! I am OK. In a couple of hours, You will give me Your strength to bring that blanket in.
“O thiaBasilia—O Child Of My Heart? Let Me remind you once again, the powers and principalities are intent in disrupting your peace, but!
