The day I was born, first day on this earth, the devil blew his evil horn. Woke up every demon he could, because he knew my heart was good. He sicced them all on me, tried to block the love vision I see. His success has been failing, but I still feel him trailing.
He did the same with Jesus, when he came to please us. He succeeded in the garden of Eden, but Jesus picked up the slack pleading. Man is basically good, Jesus made this understood.
I feel privileged to be chased by the goon, even knowing I might be falling soon. But I've fought a tough battle, every since I picked up my baby rattle. In my heart I know I've fought a fantastic fight, the devil knows it too because his evil has never blocked love from my sight.
I have found in my time that those that the devil seems to continually attack are the one's that he is threatened by, the soldiers who are fighting this spiritual battle on the front line, those that do make a difference in lives and those that he don't wont to spread the love, joy, and the great name of Jesus! Count yourself a soldier my friend, if you were not living right, you wouldn't be under attack...God Bless, enjoy your work as always my friend!
Blessings,
Joyce B.
The day I was born, it was my parents doing the horn blowing, so hard that they totally covered the sound of the devil's horn.
Between them, the devil was kinder.
Georg
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Blessings,
Joyce B.
Love Tinka
Between them, the devil was kinder.
Georg