The Sieve

Well Abba your well is certainly in peace while they all charge to win the golden fleece. Another crop circle in Norway with thrice.

Please do not be cross Heavenly Father, I prayed to you for forgiveness for them. Many are still learning that the heart of God is for giving.

I understand you and why you are sieving and sifting, for your glory and to exalt those that you sent. You are like a pent up flood when there is no stopping those that know they must repent, return to you and your divine will of kindness and charitable acts.

They have been told that they cannot live on the sill any longer, they must learn to fly divine. In your kindness and blessings that you bestow, you do not throw them upon the undeserving, nor do you throw them under a bus to be trampled upon or destroyed.

While they stand back in reserve, you are sifting and sifting, making sure they stand true to you in pure intent. You are reminding me of Kent and the beatings that where placed upon me,  I also remember the day when you said 'No more, you will never ever strike me again'.

Your righteous servants know that you have had enough heavenly Father,  it is time to partner with you in collaboration for the sake of humanity. The sacred union with the divine is the cure for all ills.

While they continue to fill their tills and the web is filled with shills and thrills, I am here Ahava, listening to the woes and feeling the toes. Let your well of peace expound, the enlightenment that springs for your glory. Perfect Father of light and love, please give them the gentle touch. Do not crush your flowers, let them blossom into the perfect fragrance of your romance.

Do not be sore heavenly Father, let your light come out from every pore. Give them the biggest light show they have ever seen, you cannot be surpassed when you show them your true and magnificent colours. Beyond the rainbows of hope many do not remember, bring it to their attention, all of the neon lights and sights. Bring it on....Then they will say 'Yes, he really is here, he really does exist'.

Ahava, Father, Ahava