He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love, for love waved as a protecting and comforting banner over my head when I was near him.
Song of Solomon 2:10-13 AMPC+
My beloved speaks and says to me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away, behold, the winter is past; the rain is over and gone.
The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing [of birds] has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
The fig tree puts forth and ripens her green figs, and the vines are in blossom and give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away. End of quote.
Yes! I Have Come Away With You! No Regrets! No Turning Back …?
So much of Your doings and Your words I do not understand, and I wonder, but! Your passionate love for me along Your whole creation? No need to understand. Only need? Experience.
- Thus? You have brought me back to the December 2020 experience of Your love.
Things Are Just Things We Should Fling, But! …
But Things Are The Thing That Consumes And Devours From Within.
Is There Hope? O My Master! Is There Hope In You Not In Things …
From my within? It is now Sunday, December 20, 2020 at 10:19 pm. I just woke up. Not much response to today’s post. Why?
Am I Faulting To Convey The Thing From Within To Your Kingdom Portray? …
Is there a lurking lust for the things in my way to convey Your way without delay? Mercy! Search me! O search me to see is there is such wicked thing in my within!
- Then? I plead with much speed I plead remove from my within such wicked thing.
Only You. You Alone With The Power To Remove Or …?
To remove or to install anything in our within stall. What is the use for me to tell and tell and tell and try my power to sell any line that only You can define?
What Quicken To Me This Line Of Lustful Thought …
The headlines rampart online proclaiming this thing that we must fling, but! It is one thing to talk about anything against the experience of such a thing. For it is written, quote:
1 Corinthians 4:20 AMPC+
For the kingdom of God consists of and is based on not talk but power (moral power and excellence of soul).
O Man! Master? What Is It That Quickens Me To Check My Own Within …?
“Not what, My child but Who? Who quickens you to check your own within? I am the One.”
- Back to bed at 11:22 pm on Sunday, December 20, 2020.
Well? O My Master? You Knew I Was So Tired That I Could Not Concentrate, So …?
You sent me back to bed. It is now Monday, December 21, 2020 at 4:50 am. You blessed me with sleep until 3 am. I woke up from my activity during the last part of those sleeping hours. Your message?