My precious child! Why such human reaction to My words sometimes?
Because you do not understand the meaning of bearing fruit.
Even so? My precious one, you do not need to understand.
The Fact?
No matter your human reaction or your lack of understanding you are bearing and giving more fruit than you can ever imagine, but!
- If there would be no setbacks in all your doings?
- If I would allow you to succeed by the power of your mind or understanding?
- You would be shinning the glamourous light to please a world lusting for carnal pleasure.
- That, My child, will never ever happen.
- No matter all in the human department?
- I am sustaining you in My department.
- Don’t you ever forget it!”
In The Human Department? What’s Your Label? …
Bipolar – Depression – Schizophrenia? Hurrah for the Mental Health Industry on this confused and depressed so loved world of Yours, but! A Dysfunctional Mother? Mental Health proved to be of no help whatsoever.
In Your Department? Overcoming Dysfunctional Mother! …?
She Scratched her labels, conquered her worries-overcame her sorriest by Your mercy and power of Your wisdom and passionate love for her.
That’s The Fact To Be Exact …
Without any more ado You are sending me to posting’s grounds on this Tuesday, March 9, 2021 at 4:33 am. The truth? No telling when You would lead me to do the actual publishing.
- It is already Tuesday, March 9, 2021 at 6:04 am
- I have been preparing the post for publication, but!
- Now I am cold and uncomfortable.
- Also? I don’t know whether to eat or drink anything.
- Ahmad promised to come and have breakfast with me.
- No telling when he shall show up.
- I’ll wait.
- Ahmad came and went.
Master? What Is It That I Sense? …
I sense a gap in our relationship. A gap that only now I can grasp and understand. It is the same gap I am sensing between myself and others in this land.
Master? What Am I To Do With Such A Sense At Hand? …
I also sense Your loving hand over my head. No doubt, I am looking forward for the lesson You have ahead. I feel so stale. So helpless I feel. Perhaps to hear Your loving Come to Me falling on deaf ears?
- Is it my lack of communication skills?
- What is it really that I feel?
- Help my Master is my crying shrill!
- Perhaps? No matter!
- No sorriest. No worriers.
- Before?
- Heavy Laden Big Time!
- Now?
- My soul delights itself in fatness the profuseness of spiritual joy!
- Your world does not revolve around me.
- Thank Goodness! It revolves around Thee!
What A Day! What Now You Have Me To Do? …
It is now Tuesday, March 9, 2021 at 7:00 pm. Ha! I have gone around and around no posting down. Now? The Number Seven for Completeness and Rest, and?
- A double zero for emphasis inclusive on time to post for You to do wonders with the number seven on this earth.
Until next post Your love in my heart remains for all.
