Even family, oh even family. Who doth thou see? Alerted eyes, misplaced confidence, see you not a small unimportant thing, becoming as is perceived not. The truth is just that, but which of these is the easiest of spot. Passing by, where is the message, and the context; does is dwell in comprehension. The great one said, "the least among you is the greatest." We are all the lesser in the eyes that authored more, and thus in submission we are all great. Yet how is it known, how does it become? In ready willingness, for it is perceived and I am willing, yet readiness is fleeting. Yet how ready I am, and so maligned must be that which I am willing. As all is in place, the shift has made its momentary foundation, in temporal spheres. In circulated thoughts, who is great among men? How great is man. Think, prophets, think wise men, what have they known? the truth, the way, the life? Have they known Christ? Have I known Christ? Where do you rest, how far does his right hand stretch? What whistle blows to dispatch the protecting angels, the destroying angels. What do the elders sing unto him? What holds back the winds that they not blow upon his made waters? What locates an unknown kiss. It need not be where sense of affection dwell, but in the unspoken intimacy of strangers! The alchemical wedding. So sure in faith, personal knowing becomes unstable. What faith can be had in those who have not formed themselves but have been formed from something else? See you not your arrogance. See I not my arrogance? In all ways, falling short. The dotted line dashes, present moments. I am somewhere else, I am here. But only the father knows, only you who sit on the right of that endless and outstretched hand knows. These infinite blessings bestowed, to such a small thing as this. In such a small place as this, there is beauty. You are so big, beyond comprehension, do we see not but the insides of your thought, destiny of man. What details can be held above it? Your petty possessions which will fail you, which do not bring you lasting joy? Nor do they comfort you for long. Your sorrows replenish the barrel that others may drink of it. Masquerading in transparency, masquerading in transparency for the most high to see. And believe, or not. But he doth perceive. Every thing you think to be hidden, in closets and in seas. The secrets you would die to keep. They are made known before him who Is everlasting. when you see your importance fall before you, and you bow to worship the truth in pure spirits, and with fruitful minds you will be made anew. You will be made anew. For he that has the power of death also holds the keys of life, and he who holds the power of life and death has the kingdom and the glory forever and ever, and he is three. Manifested that creation may not only believe, but that from themselves they may not be deceived. A time comes when the holy one will walk among you, and you will know at the appointed moment. You who think themselves great, are no Gods, imagine your world. With honest reflection dwell on it. How could you be Gods. You who can do nothing outside of your own pre-set limits? You who do not know yourselves? Who is I? And what would you be without the breath of life that runs through you? The breath that you are given. You see the works of the devil and you are awed, such is why Gods works do not lay themselves upon your sight. There is only one who is good, one who is whole, one who is righteous, one who is true, one who is king, one who is hated, one who is love, one who is perfect, one who IS. The day of the fury of the Lord is coming. The one who you mock, and despise. Would you try even to lie to Gods face? In beggary, and brokenness we are in need of a savior. We were in need of a savior. Just as he walked, he will again walk. I have only the faith you have given me, your strength is great. You are a mighty to save.
Posted on: Sun, 23 Jun 2013 07:31:52 +0000
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