sparrow's not worried 'bout 2morrow, or the troubles to come. the lillies not thinking about the seasons..
we all want to live simply, until the Lord tells us how. we see the sheep, &by golly is she happy. what a peaceful life an animal /trees have; the human could have.. if only she learned to trust. be present, right now &dependent on God to be, my Helper. you want it, you need it, but you've believed the lies that you can't deny your flesh anymore. get real.
"everything inside, screams for second life. yeah, we were made to live for so much more"
why should I fear? the evidence is clear.
no1 should ever love me like You do. how you really love who I really am. I push you away, still you won't let go. you grow your roses on my barren soul. who am I 2loved by You ???
*point of life is to return to your Father &brings others home* / set the captive free. the truth will set them free, from the loop they're stuck in, with the devil in her mind. ((( still , I won't bow to the things of this world. &I will never be alone. there is another in the fire ! (you are a soul, you have a body. deny it. fight to stay free in the fallen world).
my home's in heaven; just travelin' through the world -Billy Graham
as rain &snow come down from heaven, &don't return to it w/o watering Earth &making it bud &flourish, so that it yields seed for sower &bread for eater, so is my word that goes out from my mouth: it will not return to me empty, but accomplish what i desire &achieve the purpose for which i sent it.
out of love for the truth &the desire to bring it to light -95 theses, 1517.
if there are words for Him then, I don't have them. you see my brain has not yet reached a point where it could form a thought that could adequately describe the greatness of my God. &my voice is so inhibited, restrained by human limits, that it's hard to even sing a praise up. my God: unsearchable yet knowable. indefinable, yet approachable. indescribable, yet personal.
when the world shook &the sun was wiped out of heaven, it was not at the crucifixion, but at the cry from cross: the cry which confessed that God was forsaken of God (Matt: 27:46) &now let the revolutionists choose a creed from all creeds &a god from all gods of the world, carefully weighing all gods of inevitable recurrence &of unalterable power. they will not find another god who has himself been in revolt. nay (the matter grows too difficult for human speech), but let the atheists themselves choose a god. they will find only 1 divinity who ever uttered their isolation; only 1 religion in which God seemed for an instant to be an atheist. -GKC. †