Exactly, the minute Your wisdom prevails? That’s the minute You bless me with another clue on the work You are doing in Ahmad’s heart.
- I drank my coffee and enjoyed it. Went to bed 7:29 pm. Peace. Got comfortable. Sleep. Woke up. I heard the familiar ‘hello’.
- I didn’t get out of bed. I motion for him to sit on my chair and begin to talk.
The Clue. After Much Wrangling On Hearing He Had To Work …?
On and on the wrangling went on. Finally, he asked to fix some coffee. I needed to get out of bed anyhow. Coffee fixed. I told him to pull his chair close to my chair. I read to him how You got me out of my fit of anger.
He listened carefully. Then? He asked me not to get angry, but he had lied to me. He had told me he just could not stay home. He had to work. So, he went to work but not for money like he told me.
- He works for free in a food place packing boxes of food for the needy.
- What? You mean volunteer work? O Ahmad! You just don’t understand me at all! Why would I get angry for you doing the right thing to do?
- But what a clue!
- That’s exactly how You are preparing him for what You call him to be.
- We then talked about how that’s what the future shall be about.
- Unlimited ammount of money shall come to him to enable him to buy and repair buildings to plant our own food because there won’t be any markets to buy food.
- In the meantime, he is to prepare the people to get off of the commercial mind set, but!
- Mainly he is to begin with his family talking to them to turn their eyes to You and Your plan of salvation.
O My Master! Deliver Me From Figuring Anything About This Matter …
When and how shall all of this to happen? That’s all in Your timing and at Your discretion. I don’t want to build castles in the air. I want my heart and mind always set on You.
A New Day To Rejoice In Your Presence Regardless! …
Tuesday, April 14, 2020 at 12:53 am.
I’ll head for bed to wait on You. Slept soundly. Long dream of the King coming to visit me. Much shared between the King and myself.
The Dream Went On And On Ending With The Spilled Food …
Tuesday, April 14, 2020 at 6:55 am.
- I think he asked for me to cook my favorite food. I cooked a gumbo soup, but I didn’t see myself cooking or eating it. Instead the King treated me as his ally of some kind sharing his most intimate’s concerns.
- He disappered for a moment then I saw him smoking alone not wanting his smoking to harm anyone. I came to him, he asked me to take a walk with him at the beach.
- Next it was time for him to depart. His people lifted the tray with the gumbo soup and accidentally tilted it and the gumbo was spilled. I woke up thinking that I needed to cook it again for him.
O My Master! What Is The Meaning Of All Of This? …
Tuesday, April 14, 2020 at 8:43 am.
