Who are we but the mortal carriers of God’s pure and radiant waters...vessels of His divine creation; souls created of great and glorious light - our lantern leading to the salvation of life, the promise of eternity and all that will ever be filled with plenty for the good of all humankind; a cornucopia of elemental requirements for survival of spirit ‘pon mortal path.
We require food for nourishment of body, to ensure a mind filled with peace, good health and clarity. We require peace, so that we may listen to the beating of our heart... Regard inner message of calm and of light...shining through Thick cloud of emotion; now ready for first sight of newly given wings. Beautiful, wondrous things - we now learn to fly as universal beings; free and rejoicing as we ride the wind to find He’s answered every prayer that we have ever prayed.
Give thanks to the gift of awareness; give praise to the Grace ‘pon your path... Illuminate the riches of wisdom’s embrace as you remember lessons of experience past. I pray, dear friend, you walk in His glorious light, so that you may know the warmth of divine healing in your heart - and walk with the knowledge that His hand holds your own, never again will you walk shadow’s dark. Raise your face to the heaven’s and thank Him, on bended knee in quiet prayer, grateful still... Just know that wherever He leads in your life is the outcome, the portrayal of divine Will.
The Light does more than fulfill our deepest desires and wishes, because It is capable of seeing if they concur with our paths through space and time. So whether we think we've been heard or not depends on the nature of our prayers and gradually we learn to distinguish the trivia from the meaningful. Each soul according to its measure of advancement, is given or denied whatever fits into his or her scope of awareness, all of which is done from the compassionate heart of the Light, which is Love.
RAge
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on March 4, 2006
When you can compose words which flow so well and give the reader a good sense of what you are about, you have succeeded in the art of poetry, and when you combine this talent with your faith, you give us a sermon without preaching. These things you did here and I enjoyed reading your words.
Maria, raised in the Mafia and educated by the gangs of New York, is hunting the man who killed her Akalina, and she will kill anyone who gets in her way.
Twenty-eight years ago, Stan Parker and Angela Carpenter broke off their engagement when each wanted to go their separate ways.
Stan became a sheriff’s deputy, married a dispatcher, and had a daughter. His wife died 7 years ago leaving him l
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Thanks for sharing!!
Love Tinka
~~martin~~