Dearest Beloved,
Like
father Abraham, the nomad tent dweller, let me recall that I am a transient
here on earth. Let me not get too
comfortable, lest I want to stay. Let me
not mistake worldly pleasures with divine blessings. Let me retain the peace only found by abiding
in Your Spirit, Yahweh my Lord.
Your name
has been spoken of and spread throughout the globe. You are a God of infinite renown. Even the angels shout praise; even the stars
sing unto thee. Lord, You are an
awesome, bright light, the star that shines in the hearts of men. Please entrust to me Your Spirit once again,
and may I never put You through such grief again. Grant me Your grace and champion my soul after
death. Bring me back in that day when
You reign supreme, so that I might present the crowns of glory at Your feet,
the rewards earned by allowing Your Spirit to work through me. I look forward to going to visit You every
year in Jerusalem
during the Feast of Tabernacles. I look
forward to making new Love gifts for You as You continue to inspire my heart. In
Jesus’ Name. Amen
Larry Word
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