The fear of man. the fear of failure. the fear of
Finally It Is Done! Thank You …
Bed 6:29 pm on Tuesday, December 22, 2020. Slept until 2 or 3 am. Woke up thinking about the stimulus check. It made me feel somewhat disgusted with myself thinking about money instead of enjoying You and Your Presence altogether. Next?
My Mind In The Gutter …?
Mercy! O mercy my Master! Get me out! Lift me up! Deliver me from the gutter of my greed for money and material things lurking and popping insidiously against my will. O wretched one that I am!
- I don’t celebrate Christmas anymore, but I sure keep checking the emails for Christmas gifts, and?
- How soon will I get that stimulus check, and?
- Will anyone donate money through PayPal or?
- When? How? All that money You promised will I see, and?
- What am I going to get when I get any money, and?
- The list churning in my mind in the gutter goes on!
- Disgusting! Disturbing! And?
- What else, my Master?
- I am so ever disgusted with my own self!
- The worst?
- Reading stories on the ultimate good on these earthly grounds just make feel even more aware of my own wicked selfishness.
- Countless are the stories of good hard working unselfish people being rewarded but me?
- my Master help! Let me quit this line of my own selfishness that’s forever with me.
- Even worst?
- I think I don’t get anything that I wish for because of that selfishness is evident to all but to me.
- And YOU?
- Where are You in this gutter I find myself in?
- Get me out! Lift me up from the gutter my Master help me is my shrilling cry on this moment at 5:57 am on the dawn of this Wednesday, December 23, 2020.
- Silence all around. But the faint sound of the heather pouring out some heat that is not even warming me up. How strange. Looking to my left, to my right. Looking up. Looking down. To my front. All in place. All in order. Wy the disorder in my mind? How strange.
Pausing. Reflecting. What Am I Expecting? …
Ha! What am I expecting? It is now Wednesday, December 23, 2020 at 7:44 am. Again, what am I expecting? The truth? You know it my Master.
- I am expecting only goodness, mercy, and unfailing love to follow me all the days of my life, and?
- Through the length of my days Your house, Your Presence to be my dwelling place now and forever!
All That Junk In The Gutter Of My Mind …?
Nonrelevant! The gutter is the gutter not to matter in the skim of Your perfect plan to win the love and respect from children soon to come into effect.
Wow! And It All Rhyming With The Ring That Shall Ring The Victory Win O Death Where Is Your Sting …?
Until the next update?
