This morning my life began to move. A frightening pace so many things to do. My heart, my mind going in different directions my spirit in turmoil. Have to slow down. My first duty, to my spirit it knows the call of the Lord, beneath all the distraction it is listening for his voice. It is not loud just above a whisper. I feel it above all things, I tell myself we know who we belong to, Peace. Peace be still my soul, before we approach him are we alright. Have I offended you in any way my Father. In him can we trust his only motive is for our good. He sees my sins and my mistakes, I will not justify a one. For even if I have committed them in error of ignorance, they are still mine. As if He were standing in front of me it is still me. Spending time searching myself aware that I am nothing, and still a loved one to him. Aiming above all to please him. To seek His guidance I know that I am His ambassador, His image walking the earth being attentive to his call. Why must I do this? There are souls in pain, in captivity as I move upon the earth His spirit directs me where to go what to say. My love for Him makes me this way, In loving him I must love his creations, where he has brought me from and to. I need to share, I must let others know that He is not here to hurt us but to proper us. I am not a prosperity minister. Though they speak of attaining material things, Are they addressing the souls of the people. God is not a simple God. He sees all things He would have your soul to prosper, to be healed. He created us in perfection. It is we who have fragmented this gift of life. Torn it and scattered it to the winds. He would have us Whole. To understand this is the freedom that he offers those who will accept. You must not, you don’t have to. His is a true love He will not force himself on us, You have to know that you are broken, that something is missing. When you call him he will answer, you will know him by his peace. He answers to Father, Or Help me.