Even the most elect of ministers have failed us. In fact? The ministers are the reason and cause for the great fallen away. Why? Because of Your timing, my Master.
O My Master? Your Contention? It Is With The Leaders Of Your Flock …
So it is written but! Ha! O mine! Again! I been baffled at their refusal to change. What about me? I am a priest or minister or a dedicated one just like the rest. Have I forgotten it?
- Must read the facts in Hosea 4; 2 Thessalonians 2. Those chapters are quite clear but! Like with all Scriptures I learned from the leaders and taught others to interpret those words with my natural or carnal mind to my own peril.
Master? How Do You Manage To Turn The Tables On Me? …
O but how blessed I am! For sure I am Your child. You don’t let me get by with anything that is not edifying to the rest of Your children.
That Brings Me To This Precise Moment …?
Honestly? You know my thoughts and my words before I even think or speak them. What have I been thinking and speaking to You about?
- Well! Well! Well! I might as well confess the mess!
- For all practical purposes things are still pretty rough.
- They say to count my blessings.
- Well, my Master You bless me so much I done lost count, but!
- The curses? That’s what I been thinking and talking to You about.
- Why not? My body and my apartment are still a mess.
- Then? Just when Ahmad was ready to do for You?
- Wham! You stroke his back.
- O! O! O! Maybe Ahmad was not thinking of doing for You as I enthusiastically assumed it to be.
- Maybe Ahmad? Maybe Ahmad? Maybe Ahmad?
- Maybe all these things are just to show me I am singing in the wrong choir?
- Maybe all the amazing things I been expecting are just all my active imagination?
- Maybe? Maybe? Maybe?
Uhoo! Where Are You thiaBasilia? …
Wednesday, July 8, 2020 at 4:17 pm.
