Dear LORD how lucky we are to have you nearby to help the soul and the fellowship of the mothership. It can be quite a trip on the train that you provide. Passing by the different fields of consciousness until people come to their senses and let down their defences.
You provide the shelter in your arms of love and the soul is safe with you inside. Oh heavenly Father if only they could let go of their man made pride so that you can draw near to their side to help them reside with you, instead they choose the pew, how few really listen to you.
Lord you give them words to chew, so many spit you out. They refuse to swallow the medicine that settles them in your healthy peace.
Your nurturance is the best life insurance, yet they taunt you with their arrogance and callous hearts. They attack you like a bull fighter that hurts the bull, then they wonder why the horns of the bull gore them and they lose their shirts.
Let us fill their hearts with supreme love dear Father, let them awaken to your love that is waiting to embrace them, bring them abundance. Teach them Father to honour your creation and live in harmony so that the good prophecies can come to be. Nurture them Father like the Mother does, let them grow in fertile land don't leave them in the pain of the sand, please hold them in your hand.
Friday, 30 April 2010
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